Adam and I were getting delicious Chipotle one day and heard the melodious jingles of an ice cream truck as we were getting in the car.
Now I’ve never actually have gone to a an ice cream truck….mostly it’s because my parents told me that it was just a music truck so I never actually went to any. All I thought was I was getting a traveling musical performance whenever a truck would go by.
So as I hear the carousel-type music pumping into the neighborhood, I look up to see this truck. Again, I wasn’t really expecting to get any ice cream, as mentioned above, but I wanted to know where this lovely musical interlude was coming from.
AAnd then we saw it. A maroon Mark something-or-other conversion van, converted into an ice cream truck, including a roughly sawed open hole in the side with wood framing it up real nice.
I felt like running.
I mean, I guess it could have just been an entrepreneur trying to make a buck in tough times, but my vote is on creepy guy trying to steal kids or something. Yikes.