When I was a young waitress in 1970 working the graveyard shift at McGregor's Truck Stop in Anoka, I couldn't figure out why there was this sudden rash of truckers ordering malts...in the winter...at night? But I'd dutifully go scoop out the ice cream from those huge round cardboard containers in that deep freezer in the corner, put together the malt ingredients, stick it on the machine, get the glass and tall spoon ready, and deliver it with a smile--proud of the fact that we also gave the customer the rest of the malted that was left in the big silver mixing cup.
One night when I had all three of the spots full on the mixer I walked over to one of my regular truckers and asked what in the world was the deal with all the malts? He looked into my eyes and, apparently, couldn't lie to me. "It's the uniform". He lowered his head.
The light bulb finally went off.
Not quite five foot two, short uniform, leaning over the deep freeze...
I always pulled the back of my uniform down before I started--but I also knew how intensely involved I become in whatever I was doing...OMG! They might have seen my undies for all I knew! I'm sure my eyes flew wide open.
Shame on you! I scolded.
There was a clammer of laughter (mine included) and a slew of red faces (mine included).
I kept a long sweater jacket on top of the freezer and tied it around my waist when I had to lean in deep to scoop. After a few days (and some good natured whining and complaining from the guys) nobody ordered malts until the heat of summer. ;)
I still think about this and giggle.
In honor of my naiveté,
I have a few quotes today.
"My life has been one great big joke,
a dance that's walked, a song that's spoke,
I laugh so hard I almost choke
when I think about myself."
"If I am not allowed to laugh in heaven, I don't want to go there."
"I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person."