The life of Scooping

I am far in the past with these posts as ive been a lazy boy but they will catch up with the present soon i promise

For a little over a week I was the only Vermonter to work for Ben and Jerry’s in the country of Australia, which I took as a point of great pride until I realize I was working a hoax. It was all a sad conspiracy using the amazing wonderful Ben and Jerry’s Ice cream as a scape goat. There is two Ben and Jerry’s shops in Sydney, one is a bit far away looking at the beach, with a staff of 20 and a total sweet small shop feel, and then there was the one I was working at in the mall attached to the giant franchise imax movie theatre that dominates Australia known as Hoyts. Now Hoyts had a staff of around 150 people and I became one of them under the Ben and Jerry’s guise, and the majority of these staff were 18 or under besides the managers who were mostly over thirty. And there I was selling the best ice cream on earth at horrendously expensive prices with a bunch of 16 year olds, not exactly the dream job of the year. This coupled with a few weeks of excellent sickness ended my brief history making stent with Ben and Jerry’s of Australia.