GROSS!

Being the awesome mom that I am, I decided that today, we would have milkshakes for lunch. Why, you ask? Because I felt like it, and because my parents never let me have milkshakes for lunch when I was little. AND because Sonic has them for 99 cents right now. Sooooo, anyhow, I decided that I would drive up to the window since we were on our way home from the gym (I know, a milkshake cancels out anything that was accomplished at the gym, but BACK OFF, I wanted one!). So anyway, as I was peeking through the drive-up window, I saw Bobby (I'm not sure if that is his name, but he looked like a Bobby) making shakes. I watched intently, hoping that it was MY yummy creation that he was concocting. But then, to my HORROR, I saw him swipe his finger around the rim of the cup ( I guess there was a drip), LICK his finger, and then swipe it again! Maybe I am overreacting, but that is GROSS! And trust me, I am not a germophobe like some of you are. In fact, some days go by that I don't even bathe my kids. But THIS grossed me out. So, back to the story. I watched that shake like a hawk, and luckily it went out the door to someone else (so sad for them . . . they'll never know!) but then the same guy proceeded to make shakes. Before he made ours, I saw him wash his hands, and I was certain that no lickage had occurred on our shakes due to my never deviating eye, so we hesitantly paid for them and ate them. The moral to this story is, unless you like Bobby the shake guy licking the rim of your cup, either go somewhere else for your shake, or drive up to the window so that you can SEE whether or not there is lickage.

Hmmmm, I like that word "lickage". I think I will use it more often. Here is your challenge for the day: use the word "lickage" somewhere in your blog! Ha ha ha.