No Soup For You!

We all remember the Soup Nazi in Seinfeld right?  Well we live with those people every day.  Last month we all loaded in the car for an adventure up the Rhein and decided to stop in Rüdesheim for a snack.  Garrett wanted ice cream so we sit at the tables outside of the ice cream counter and Garrett orders two scoops on a waffle cone, Brittany and I order coffee drinks and Greg tells the waitress that he would also like two scoops of vanilla on a waffle cone.  She says to Greg, "No".  We thought maybe she didn't understand so we reiterated in German that Greg would like the same thing as Garrett.  She again told him, "No".  We asked why and were told that Garrett could have a cone at the table because he was a kid but if Greg wanted ice cream at the table then it needed to be in a bowl, cones are only ordered at the counter.  So you know what Greg said,  and then he got up, walked the three feet to the counter and ordered his ice cream cone.  I mumbled under my breath, "No soup for you!"

This week Carrie and I go out to lunch and it's a warm sunny day (very unheard of here most of the time) and we ask for iced tea.  The waiter of course says, "No".  So instead we tell him.  Okay, we'll have a cup of tea and a glass of ice.  If we want it that way then it's okay so he brought us our tea and a glass of ice.

Moral of the story:  A Spoon Can Only Be A Spoon.