If you live in Euless, then you know there is an ice cream truck plague.
In this city, ice cream trucks drive around and play the most nails-on-a-chalkboard-awful song full of whistles and honking sounds. At the end of this obnoxious music cycle there is a pause where I think it has stopped, and then it says “HELLO!” And it lingers in front of my apartment any time I want to take a nap. It never fails that as soon as I flop down on bed, I hear the evil ice cream truck. Kitty complains at me to turn it off, and I yell into the pillow.
At first I thought that there was just one ice cream truck disrupting the peace, but I’ve discovered that Euless has more ice cream trucks than anywhere I have ever lived. They drive by all the time and this must mean that they are turning a profit or they would not be back. But I never see children, or high adults, buying ice cream. I never see anyone outside the truck. So I have a new mission: To find out what Euless ice cream trucks are really up to? I realize it is a recession and ice cream trucks have low start up costs and low overhead, but where is the novelty ice cream? Is it so hard to get a job that men will drive around all day with a megaphone blasting horrible high pitched ice cream songs and not sell a single cone? Is this just so they can say, well I’m off to work?
They are up to something. The next time one drives by I am running out of my apartment. I may even hop the balcony if it will get me there faster, and I am going to buy some treats. I bet they won’t offer them to me, because they are “out” then I will know they A) serve only to annoy me or B) are transporting dead bodies.