i had a dream last night.
i was at an ice cream shop with friends.
i ordered neapolitan - and the boy behind the counter told me that no one liked that flavor.
so he asked me to reconsider.
and when i asked for more, he pretended that they were all out.
and gave me a chocolate peanut butter concoction...with caramel on top.
i hate caramel topping.
then i ended up paying $96.00 for this ice cream.
he didn't tell me why,
but i handed over my card gladly.
then i looked at the receipt and realized that he was charging me for:
tubs of ice cream.
vats of maraschino cherries.
payments towards his line of credit.
i didn't go up and try to fix the "mistake."
i just paid $96.00 for mediocre ice cream
with caramel on top.