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Dairy Queen
2 reviews for Dairy Queen
The other night I was craving a Peanut-Buster Parfait but had no desire to schlep inside the nearby Dairy Queen. I was feeling lazy, bra-less and make-up free. Easy solution, I thought. Drive a little farther to the drive-thru Dairy Queen. YES!!!
Central was eerily vacant of cars, so I made it there in no time. It took a while for someone to take my order and then when I got up to the window, this young kid looked at me and asked if I was "so and so." At first I thought I didn't hear him right so I said, "What?" He repeated the name. I ponder it for a moment, and with a scrunched look, I said "Uh, no."
I paid, got my change and drove off. But I started thinking on the way home: could that have been a secret code? For a drug-deal? Or some cool rave party? Damn! I should have said "YES!" I could've had some extra fun with my Parfait! Oh, well. It hit the spot. I'll be back again, and maybe the next time I'll remember to say "yes" if asked a random question.
Dairy Queen? Or Dirty Queen? And I'm not talking about my femmy neighbor with the Member's Only jacket drenched in Patchouli. Really, it's not working. You're just stinky. But this DQ could use a visit from Mr. Clean and the Brawny paper towel guy. Both of whom I've had huge crushes on. Napkins, papers and spoons on the floor. Behind the counter wasn't a pretty picture either. They weren't busy and should have been cleaning. You know what they say..."If there's time to lean, there's time to clean." However, my simple little vanilla cone really hit the spot. For that...2 stars. Staff was friendly. One more. Total. Three stars
