First, I should have known something was up with Vince. I love snow cones and he moans and complains . . you’re paying for ice and sugar! And . . cream I might add!
This afternoon he said “Would you like to go to town and get a snow cone?” No! There has to be some ulterior motive here but I love snow cones enough that I’d play along and make all the stops with him in order to get my snow cone.
On the way to town, I said . .
Me: We should buy a lotto ticket. (something we NEVER do.)
Vince: Where do we buy them?
Me: I don’t know . . I think most every place sells them.
Vince: Does Kroger sell them?
Me: I think!
Vince: I don’t think so.
Vince: Does Alsups sell them?
Me: I don’t know.
Vince: Would they have a sign out front that says they sell them?
Me: I don’t know. I never pay that much attention.
Vince: Do you think Stripes sells them?
Me: Good grief, Vince! We’re passing all these places . . just stop and go in and see if they sell them or . . don’t buy one!
Vince: How much do they cost?
Me: I don’t know.
Vince: When was the last time you bought one?
Me: Four . . maybe five years ago!
Vince: Where did you buy it?
Me: VINCE! Forget that I even asked for a lotto ticket!
Seriously . . stop at the first store you come to . . go in, ask. If they sell them, buy one . . if not, stop at another store or . . don’t get one. That conversation went on all the way til we got to one of the little stop & rob stores and I said “STOP HERE!” He wanted to know if I thought they sold them .. YES! Go in and see! Yes! They did . . he got one and that conversation was done!!
We did get our snowcones, though judging from his expression, I like them more than he does! I guess it was worth having to go to McDonald’s, CVS, and Kroger.