AS I walked up to the Haagen-Dazs counter at my local mall, a guy who must have been 195-centimetres tall was counting money. After the count, he put on plastic gloves, smiled, said he was the manager, and asked me for our order. We exchanged pleasantries, then I asked for a cake cone with a single scoop of mint chocolate chip, a kid's cone with chocolate ice cream and lemon sorbet, and my delight, a waffle cone, with a single scoop of chocolate and a little bit of strawberry on top ("Just enough to where I don't have to pay for it," I said). The big man laughed out loud.
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