It's been a while since I've been into a Baskin Robbins. Mainly because I like more fancy pants ice cream joints. I guess if it's fancy pants it wouldn't be called a joint. But anyway. I was waiting for my dog to get washed at the not-so-fancy-pants PetCo. when I decided to treat my self to a sundae. They didn't have a 'the queen's Ye olde Ice Cream Shoppe' at the Sloat Mall so good ole BR had to do. I ordered a one scoop ice cream sundae with coconut ice cream. The kid asked me 'would you like whipped cream and almonds on that?' I sad 'yes'. I then got handed a tiny scoop in a tiny cup, with a squirt of whipped cream a teaspoon of nuts and one feeble little half cherry on top. he then asked me for $3.89. "three eighty nine?" What would have heppened if I had said no to the whipped cream and nuts? would it still be that much? that's what it said on the menu. Fucking insane. Three fucking eighty nine.
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