Mad Cow

Excited to have a cookie for desert, Charlie and I skipped over to Cow Chip Cookies. We bounced up to the window and greeted the evening shift. I swear he grunted. I frowned and asked if he was having a bad day. He replied “I don’t know. Am I?” WTF!?!

I asked for a double chocolate cookie

“we don’t have any of those.”

I asked for an M&M

“we don’t have any of those.”

I asked for a couple of mini chocolate chips.

“we don’t have any of those.”

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! I asked for a list of all the ones that WERE available. He rattled them off so quickly I ordered the last one he said. I didn’t dare ask for a repeat.

Charlie wasn’t paying attention to the list of outages….so he proceeded to treat her the same way.

I should have left. I should have walked away right when he bagged the cookies, but before paying. CLEARLY this we the owner’s son and he was pissed his mommy was making him work for beer money. Pinkabella cupcakes just a few doors down would have been a better choice.

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