A truck is driving around my neighborhood playing about seven notes of a song on a loop. I'm assuming the driver of this truck will dispense ice cream, that is if this incessant tune actually brings him business. I have seen children run to a truck like it, but I imagine they run over to it to get fudgcicles and then jab them into the driver's eyes. Then his sound system. Then I imagine the children raid his ice cream stash waving flags. An ice cream truck resistance. If ice cream is even worth a resistance.
I've seldom gotten excited about ice cream. What's so good about it? I expect to get comments asking me if I'm crazy -- and don't get me wrong: I am -- but the mess of ice cream and its tendency to freeze my brain and teeth don't compensate for the taste, which if you ask me isn't that wonderful no matter what the flavour. I suppose I have a bit of a grudge against ice cream and popsicles -- any frozen treat. I usually get it all over my face without my knowledge. Then I have to endure friends' or family members' laughter and pointing.
I'm a messy eater generally, but for some reason it's really only the ice cream mess that I hate. There are wonderful foods and treats whose tastes make the mess worth it. Like cake!
Ah, the ice cream truck has long gone now. At least I assume it has since that infernal devil tune has ceased. I don't imagine the driver has stopped playing the music. Unless the resistance really happened. This is the effect of this ice cream truck! I'm still annoyed with it even though it has gone! I've decided to get my mom to drive me around the neighborhood when the ice cream truck comes back. We will blast Spice Girls' "Wannabe" to drown him out. That'll show him!
Now, I know my readers are smart, so you have no doubt predicted that the combination of "Wannabe" blaring over the ice cream truck song will be a bigger, more annoying racket than the one I originally complained about. Heck, "Wannabe" alone playing around the neighborhood at a lower volume would be annoying. BUT perhaps it would drive the ice cream truck out of the neighborhood for good! He will not dare again to expose himself to the wrath of Ashley and her Anti-Ice Cream Truck Movement! A noble cause, no?
If you believe ice cream and ice cream truck music have redeeming qualities, please try to convince me if you like! Otherwise I will petition for ice cream trucks to sell cake instead. What music, if any, should my cake truck play?