I ordered Major two shakes, one chocolate, one strawberry. Unfortunately, the teenager who took our order wasn’t particularly chatty.
“He would have been in last week, a little later than this,” I said to the back of her head as she worked the machine. “A couple hours later, actually.”
“I wait on a lot of people. I don’t even remember if I was working that day.”
“You think she would?” I pointed to the kid beside her.
“I don’t know. Ask her.”
So much for service with a smile. I did ask, though. The other girl, her nametag read Rachael, didn’t have much to offer either.
“No one remembers last week or Red Light, Yellow Lab, Green Eyes,” I told Major upon my return to our table. “Thanks for coming up to the counter with me, by the way.”
“Sarcasm is so unbecoming, even for someone as han
