Milkshakes Will Be the Death of Me

There are two different reasons why I might die from milkshakes- 1) they are one of the only foods/drinks that I cannot turn down when offered to me and 2) I have made so many of them at work that I might just cry a little bit. Let's discuss this in two parts:

I am usually a well-balanced eater, making sure I don't indulge myself TOO often (I mean, Thanksgiving, my birthday, Christmas, and the 4th of July are all times when I'm definitely going to pig out). I've always been fairly good about rationing my dessert intake. Milkshakes cross the line and have become one of my two food weaknesses though. The problem is that I drink them so quickly that I inevitably have a huge stomach ache afterwards. Like a "why did I drink that??" sort of stomach ache. Kind of like when I eat an entire bag of Sour Patch Kids, but we're not going to get into that right now. Back to the matter at hand. If you're ever in DC, beware of ZBurger- they have 75+ milkshake flavors, which you can mix and match (though they don't advertise that). Making milkshakes, however, is not what I like about them. So if the diabetes/lactose intolerance doesn't kill me first, making ten in a row will.

The coffee shop where I work is a hotspot for the under-17 crowd for two major reasons-- our delicious milkshakes and our sprinkle cookies. I can handle making anywhere between one and five milkshakes during a shift. When my town decides to have a giant street party and we have 20, if not more, kids wanting milkshakes during my shift, then I want to die. It's not just the struggle of scooping the ice cream and blending it with whatever stuff they want in it, but I inevitably end up with something sticky all over my arm (ice cream, chocolate sauce, whipped cream, etc) or milk will go flying if the ice cream gets stuck on the blender, or all of the above. And for some reason middle-schoolers think that they deserve stuff NOW, so if it takes longer than 2 minutes to make their 4 milkshakes, then they will let you know. My other favorite thing is when I ask a group of kids who is all getting milkshakes (it's easier to make multiple than one at a time), and no one responds or they say "we're not getting anything," only to tell me when I hand their friend a shake that they all want that too.

It's probably best to just pull my hair out now

 Moral of the story: don't piss off your barista/milkshake maker. They will just be grumpy forever and hate you.

DRINK OF THE DAY: NOT MILKSHAKES. But seriously, try a fresh-squeezed lemonade. People have become to dependent on powdered lemonade crap. Nothing's better than real lemon juice and sugar water. For a nice change, put some sparkling water in for yummy bubbles!