Ice Rock Creamery (TM)
<p>I looked at the menu and thought I’d like a scoop of chocolate chip fudge in my waffle cone. Standing in line the woman in front of me had a pair of Mickey Mouse pajama pants and some faux-wool insulated crocs. She seemed to be a nurse, or maybe in nursing school, by the fact that she was talking to her friend about how clinicals were going and some sort of exam. Her friend, in a pair of sweat pants with a hole in the knee and possibly a ketchup stain on the lap, seemed to be in agreement with everything.</p>
<p>When they got to the counter they both ordered sweet and salty something or caramel sea salt something else, I’m not really sure. They moved to the side and I stepped to the cash register. The girl behind the register had a bright red visor that said “Ice Rock Creamery(TM)” in white letters, and a white t-shirt with the local college’s mascot scrawled across the front. The Bumble Bees. It too had a stain on it. I placed my order and she asked how I’d like to pay. I told her I did not want to pay and she looked at me as if I had pointed a gun at her and said give me all the money in the till.</p>
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