July 27, 2003
The Ice Cream Man
I have very good childhood memories of the Ice Cream Man. In the summer he used to come jingling down our street, which was rare because our street was kind of hidden, and we'd go running out and get Bomb Pops or Drumsticks. Ah, those halcyon days of the Ice Cream Man.
Now the Ice Cream Man haunts my worst nightmares. Why is this? Because they're ALWAYS HERE. There are not one, not two, but THREE Ice Cream Men who come around at LEAST twice daily. How can I tell them apart? They have 3 different jingles--one plays Fur Elise, one plays La Cucaracha, and one plays Turkey in the Straw. And they're here YEAR ROUND! So much for the Ice Cream Man who only comes in the summer. What's worse, there are not one but TWO hand cart ice cream men who mercifully do not play a tune but who incessantly ring their bells to attract customers.
I do not know why this neighborhood is such a magnet for Ice Cream Men, but I wish my neighbors would quit buying so they'd go away.
Posted by Shelby at July 27, 2003 07:59 PM
I don't get any in my neighborhood, but when visiting Jas and Louise on Saturday, we heard a truck go by pretty quickly. Apparently the trucks just breeze through rather than driving slowly to wait for kids to beg money from their parents.
I wish the trucks would race by. Ours just linger, and then come back for a second helping.
We have three ice cream men in the valley below my house. Because we live on the hill above what must be an ice cream overwhelmed area the sound echoes up and we can hear them throughout their circuits as clearly as if we were in line to buy a Spongebob popsicle (which they now sell in place of the Pac-Man pops from my childhood...with the gumball eyes). Anyway, our main ice cream man plays "Pop Goes the Weasel", except his truck is broken and the last line of the song (the "pop goes the weasel" part) is never played and instead the first three lines are repeated all day in a manner that is amazingly frustrating. I am thinking about buying a water balloon launcher but I am unsure about my skills with the trajectory.
Good luck to you Shelby!
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