Does it bother anyone else when you order a Frosty at Wendy's and the drive-thru gals asks, "A chocolate Frosty?" As if a Frosty, by it's very definition, isn't chocolate. I know that Wendy's is coming out with all of these other Frosty-like concoctions but a Frosty is first and foremost a CHOCOLATE frozen treat. If it's not chocolate it's not a Frosty. If I wanted something vanilla (I'm just being hypothetical here) I would have specified.
I never say anything because I remember how it was way back in the day when I worked the concession stand at a movie theater. Normal, functioning, educated people turn into blithering chimps when they order food. At least once a night someone would ask for a Coke, I'd hand it to them, they'd drink half of it and proclaim that they wanted a Dr. Pepper. People would walk down the length of the counter looking in every single candy case, which were all stocked with the same things, and ask for Jordan Almonds, which we did not sell. They would ask for fresh popcorn, meaning they wanted us to stand right next to the kettle, wait for it to pop out and catch it in the bag for them. And then they'd eat half the bag and ask for it to be topped off.
I suppose I should be happy that the kid at the drive-thru is just trying to be thorough. But it still feels like an affront to all that we hold dear in this country to consider a Frosty to be anything but chocolate.