If you read yesterday’s post, you learned that I was the recipient of some bad luck in that ice cream exploded all over me twice before 8am. How this came to happen makes me laugh because I think I only have myself to blame.
I am a very curious person. I tend to notice things that other people don’t, and then wonder why things are the way they are. So, when I saw a milky substance leaking over the floor of the employee break room yesterday morning at work, my first thought was, “What is milk doing on the ground and how did it get here? I’ll open up the cooler.”
Turns out it wasn’t milk — it was ice cream. That one of my employees left in the refrigerator overnight because it was too big to fit in the freezer. **Shakes head**
Well, you think I would learn. Sadly, I did not. Because 20 minutes later when I noticed a milky substance pooling underneath the ice cream machine in the dining room again my immediate thought was, “Why is this milk here? I should open the ice cream machine and see what’s wrong.”
Side note….but do you remember Gusher fruit candies and how the juice squirts out as soon as you bite into a piece? Imagine that, but with ice cream rather than fruit juice; that’s exactly what happened when I opened the machine’s door. Melted ice cream splattered everywhere and left a huge mess over me and the floor. I just started laughing, went back into the kitchen and poured myself a third cup of coffee because I knew it would be “one of those days.”