Frosty Float of Doom
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Frosty Float of Doom
So the story starts with a great day outside. Maybe a little too great for my own good. So I use my break at work to drive top down to wendy's and grab a frosty. I love the frosty, I get it all the time, but today I saw a 'frosty float' and had to go with it. I asked for one of those cardboard cup holders they have, since it wouldn't fit in my AP1 cup holder. I drive carefully on the way back, putting my hand on the beverage to steady it if need be (I'm sure you know the dance I'm talking about). Anyway, the thing is bothersome, having to steady it/etc and its dripping a little (but on to its cardboard cupholder). I then make the final alleviating turn in to my parking lot for work.
This is where the thing tilts and spills on to my passenger side seat. So just entering the parking lot in clear view of the offices, I panic. I put on my 4 ways, JUMP out of the car and scurry to the passenger's side to clean frosty float off of my seat. I take the float and cup holder and stick them on the ground outside of my vehicle. It is then I realize... I have no towels... no paper napkins... and only a few seconds to think of something. So then in my panic I decide, since I'm in my work clothes, I could just use my undershirt and put my button up back on, no one would ever know. So here I am, with a few spectators, outside my car with my 4 ways on, doing an emergency strip tease, then using my shirt to clean all the frosty float off of my seats. Needless to say, I got it all off and it really didn't make it much of anywhere, so I think all is good as far as the car is concerned.
Just thought I'd share, and the worst part of the story is now that I'm in my office with my frosty float, I realize that 'float' implies root beer... I hate root beer.
This is where the thing tilts and spills on to my passenger side seat. So just entering the parking lot in clear view of the offices, I panic. I put on my 4 ways, JUMP out of the car and scurry to the passenger's side to clean frosty float off of my seat. I take the float and cup holder and stick them on the ground outside of my vehicle. It is then I realize... I have no towels... no paper napkins... and only a few seconds to think of something. So then in my panic I decide, since I'm in my work clothes, I could just use my undershirt and put my button up back on, no one would ever know. So here I am, with a few spectators, outside my car with my 4 ways on, doing an emergency strip tease, then using my shirt to clean all the frosty float off of my seats. Needless to say, I got it all off and it really didn't make it much of anywhere, so I think all is good as far as the car is concerned.
Just thought I'd share, and the worst part of the story is now that I'm in my office with my frosty float, I realize that 'float' implies root beer... I hate root beer.
