In search of the Ice cream cone

The other day we went through the drive-thru at our local McDonald’s
We were so looking forward to that soft serve vanilla ice cream but in a cone mind you
As we are ordering- the young man says -“ we can’t sell ice cream cones any longer”- my husband asked why - he informs us that it is not a contained food- he does not offer us the ice cream in a cup- only a milkshake— which btw has a whole lot more sugar— we politely pass on the milkshakes

We decide it must just be this one - after all they are each a franchise
We travel down the street
We order through the speaker- holding out hope for the beloved cones— he says the same thing but does say we can have our soft serve delicacy in a cup-we eagerly agree

As the second window employee is handling our cups of ice cream he sneezes and coughs- trying to capture it in his shirt poor thing

Frank is reaching for the tray when I apologize that we cannot take those cups of ice cream from him
I assure him it is not his fault and to please be well and safe

His manager comes to the window- she offers to make us new ones— by now I’m telling Frank “just go go!”

My husband is hesitant because he has paid for them— under my breath I tell him he better not ask for his money back!

I let them know again- so sorry it’s not you it’s us!

We drive off- knowing there’s an ironic lesson here but sure missing that ice cream