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Waiting for his shake at the newest hamburger joint, Harris watched the teen as he made the drink.
First, the boy carved out the vanilla ice cream from a large round container in the freezer and dropped a scoop into the tall metal cup. Then he dumped a bit of white and chocolate milk in, and then put the drink under the mixer. As it whirled, he retrieved the canned whip cream and cherry from the refrigerator and then stopped the mixer. He opened up the drink, transferred it to a see-through restaurant brand cup, and swirled around a generous portion of whipped cream, and put the cherry on top before wiping his hands on his dirty apron.
Harris leaned towards the plexiglass and said, “You really like doing that, don’t you? It seems like it’s an art.”
“Thanks,” the teen looked up and said. “Oh. It’s my first day here and I wanna get it just right.”
“Don’t lose that mindset, my friend. People notice. A lot of people will notice.”
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The Handcrafted Shake
He's a keeper . This guy will go from ice cream to a corporate job.