On the Road with Joe

A delightful tour of the United States and assorted locations through the mind of a deranged young genius, named Joe. A cynical and jovial treatment of our fine nation and its finer cities, this blog will focus on people, places, and the endless pursuit of candied corned beef.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Ice Cream Leftovers

Okay, get this. Last night I got an icecream-based dessert to go from a restaraunt I ate at. Just before I went to bed I ate the thing. There's no fridge in my room, so in order to keep it cold I ingeniously used my ice bucket, filled halfway, to attempt to chill the dessert (peanut butter ice cream on an oreo crust...eh...it was alright). It didn't work all that well. A little mushy, but it was still cold and could be eaten with the fork I got from room service ;)

So I'm done with the thing. I don't want to throw it in the trash can because the waxy cardboard box it came in will probably soak through and leave ice cream nastiness all over the unbagged (no clue) trash can. So, I dump out the ice from the bucket and just put the trash in there. Its sitting in the top of the container, open and visibly empty except for a few oreo crumbs and a bunch of chocolate mush...and the fork sticking out of it.

I get back to my room today and found room service done with their duties. I eat, come back, then get ready to head off to work again at 9pm PST. I know, not fun. Anyhow, I come out of the bathroom only to see my friend Mr. Icecream container still in its little bucket. "What the crap?" I'm thinking. "Didn't they see this thing? It takes up half of the sink countertop." Then I notice that its sitting a little higher in the bucket than it was when it was yesterday's trash.

They put ice in the bucket underneath it to keep my garbage cold. Chilled chocotrash ala fork.

Is that service or what?

No, really. Its a legitimate question...please comment...I'll be laughing for several days about this one.

3 Comments:

At April 28, 2005 10:08 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thats incredibly considerate of them... Perhaps they were environmentalists, and after seeing not only the wasted crumbs but also the styrofoam which will be sitting in garbage dumps for millenia not dregrading, they decided you could dispose of it yourself. Chilled styrofoam has a slightly better flavor.

Oh and about the fancy smancy hotel you stayed in, we actually have such room service in the dorms these days. Too bad you missed out.

 
At April 28, 2005 3:10 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

If you even think once of getting this kind of treatment at home, I'll knock you back into last week. Love, Dad.

 
At April 28, 2005 8:50 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Actually that wouldn't be service. For it to be a service it would have to be an act that you find usefull. Since, I am assuming, chilling your trash is of no utility to you, then this act cannot be considered a service.

 

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