Showing posts with label Summer Jobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summer Jobs. Show all posts

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Chocolate Cake Ice Cream

The most popular ice cream flavors vary from time to time
With vanilla and chocolate leading the way
But research does not reveal chocolate cake
On any list of favorite flavors that I could locate
This story relates back to the two summers
I worked as a Good Humor truck driver
Between my first two summer semesters at law school
No other job available to me could produce earnings that were higher
My route centered around the city of Thompsonville, Connecticut
Where shade tobacco was grown, on a farm several miles away
Which means the tobacco plants were grown under netting
Which product was used as the outer layer of cigars, very important to its taste
The shade grown tobacco farm was not on my prescribed route
But I often took the liberty of adjusting my route to produce greater revenue
For example I modified my route, to spend more time in the poorer areas of Thompsonville
Where there were more children, and many porches where people often gathered late
I became aware of the shade grown farm where
The men worked in the field, the women in sheds, processing what was grown
For some reason several asked for the sweetest flavor, which I decided was chocolate cake
And these tobacco workers decided this was the best flavor they had ever known
During my two summers as a Good Humor man, I visited this farm
The pay for the workers was very low
And the vast majority were broke, shortly after pay day
So pay day, and the next day, were usually the only times I would go
The day came which was the last day I would work for Good Humor
It was a tough job with long hours, and this was a pleasant thought indeed
My mind was focused on returning to law school
And I didn’t properly focus on what ice cream I needed 
To make a long story short, I forgot to order a case of chocolate cake
And when I showed up at the tobacco farm without chocolate cake
To say the least, the workers were very upset
And began shouting numerous obscenities, and I feared what turn this would take
I started to drive away, and was chased by many of the workers
Harm to the truck or me, was what I could foresee
And prayed the truck would not stall out
As periodically it would do, though infrequently
I’m willing to bet that this was the only time
The absence of a particular ice cream flavor
Almost caused a riot by frustrated customers
Who were outraged by the absence of what they most savored

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Dog with an Ice Cream Trust Account


During two summers while attending Yale Law School
I worked as a Good Humor truck vendor
Around the City Of Thompsonville
About 15 miles from Hartford, Connecticut 

The job was strenuous, in and out of the truck all day long
But the earnings were good
25% of the amount from the ice cream sold
So I worked as many hours as I physically could 

As my first season progressed
And I gained experience
I learned that dogs could hear me ringing the bells on my truck
At a great distance 

So what I then routinely did was ring the bells frequently toward the end of one street
Which had the effect in essence
Of causing my dog customers
To alert their masters to my forthcoming presence 

So what frequently happened
Was when I appeared on the next street what I would see
Would be my dog and human customers lined up at the curb together
Making serving them much easier than it would otherwise be 

There is one story about a dog on my route
That I think is really neat
The owner paid me in advance
The cost of me providing his dog his daily ice cream treat 

The way it worked was as follows
When the dog approached my truck, which he routinely did
The next thing to occur
Would be for me to grab a vanilla Dixie cup, and give it to the dog, after removing the lid 

I don’t really know what various financial arrangements have occurred
Concerning dog owners and the pets they love
But the first establishment of an ice-cream trust account
May have been as described above

Selling Good Humors Where Such Sales Were Banned


I have written before about my summer jobs, as a Good Humor driver
In Thompsonville, Connecticut which turned out to be
A location that proved
Very fortunate for me

My route in Thompsonville was located but a few short miles
Of the Massachusetts boundary line, which eventually produced an interesting tale
As this geographic proximity ended up
As a significant source of my ice cream sales 

One day a substantial purchase was made in Thompsonville
By a resident of Springfield, which sale marked a favorable turn of fate
After he explained to me, that another ice cream company
Held an exclusive license to sell ice cream in his home state 

So thereafter I developed a system of regularly showing up near the Massachusetts border
Ring my bell vigorously to announce that I had arrived
And sold a ton of ice cream
To those who had been Good Humor deprived

The bulk of my business was still to Connecticut residents
But for an investment of a minimal amount of time
I added perhaps 20% to my total sales
And felt very proud of developing a new approach that worked just fine 

So the lesson here, is whatever you’re doing
Spend some time to analyze each day
The possibilities
That there might be a better way