Well, I have discovered a better, more “tasty” personality test.
A long line.
Hurricane-induced winds and the need for a hood and warm jacket are not enough to stop any New Englander from getting her/his ice cream.
I take advantage of the time to peruse the many, many flavors.
And that’s when it hit me.
I think I’ve discovered a new (better) Rorschach test!
For instance, a person who selects mint chocolate chip is sweet, loves the holidays (particularly Christmas), tries out something new if it isn’t too edgy, and walks, never runs.
Those who order Moo Tracks are innovative, button-pushers, creative, and suffer from no allergies.
I’d steer clear of the grapenut ice cream eaters. They tend to hold back their emotions, cheat in relationships, and play a mean game of handball.
The ones who order Chocolate Chocolate Truffle are passionate and prefer careers in education; their favorite season is winter (wonderful skiers), yet they perform great cannonballs off diving boards at summertime pools.
I imagine that therapists advise clients who enjoy heath bar crunch to never date a cherry vanilla chip lover – for good and obvious reasons.
By the time I approach the window and the teenage-server, I have all the flavors figured out except for orange pineapple, frozen pudding, and maple walnut.
Well, maple walnut scares me, as does anyone who orders a cone or cup of it.
Even if they top it with hot fudge.
I’m totally unsurprised when my guy orders pistachio nut. Of course.
Then I order my personality, oops, I mean my flavor.
Can you guess what it is?
And do you dare tell me what ice cream licks your fancy?