Unjust ice-cream circumstance
The ice-cream van has just been round again, and yet again my neighbour's kids get an ice-cream. The van comes round every day and every day they get an ice-cream.
I find this outrageously unfair.
When I was a kid I got an ice-cream once a week if I was lucky.
7 comments:
Agreed.
You know the one about telling your kids that when the ice cream van jingle is going that that means they've sold out of ice cream tho don't you? You do? OK I'll shut up then.
I hear what you say.
The obesity problem of the Self Indulgent First World can be traced to the supermarket trolleys, which appear to contain, as a matter of daily consumption, 'treat' foods which previous generations only had on special occasions.
For children of my generation, fizzy drinks, lollies and cakes were only encountered on birthdays.
Yes, I suppose actually that my parents never fatiguing ability to say the word "no" to whatever it was I wanted has had its benefits.
My parents never needed to pull the wool over my eyes, Will. No fun tricks to stop Scribbles getting her ice-cream. Just "no".
I never did get a pony.
I'd go shopping with my mum and get a monthly treat. And that was a slap round the face.
Does your ice-cream van have a fucking annoying tune? I think mine's is Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday? It's out of tune too. It sounds like a drunken accordion player.
Troublesome tots become troublesome teens become troublesome adults - all because they had parents who wouldn't say 'no'.
I once saw a TV prog where parents explained that they were "forced" to shoplift an expensive pair of trainers because they couldn't afford them and their son would have the piss taken out of him if he didn't have them.
Didn't seem to occur to them that it was probably better that their son learnt to stand having the piss taken out of him, than to be taught that he was entitled to everything he ever wanted even if that meant commiting a crime.
Just say no!
When my kids were small we couldn't afford to keep buying ice cream when the ice cream truck would come down the street three times a day, so I never ever bought them one. Because they never had one they accepted it and just kept on with what they were doing when all the other kids rushed off for their ice cream. I think it did them good in more ways than one and for sure didn't do them any harm. Even if a bit of a dour stance.
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