And recently we had been making chocolate waffle cones. Pretty much all that was done was hot fudge added to the waffle mix. Then I come in on monday for three weeks straight, all the chocolate cones had been tossed out and a notes complaining about burnt cones. The most recent one (from last monday) said "What the hell? Who would put out burnt cones to sell?"
So yesterday I left Glenn a note to order spoons, some other things, and that the brown cones were NOT BURNT, THEY WERE CHOCOLATE! I can't wait to see what he says when I get there later.
On a side note, my parents and my sisters are coming to visit this friday and they'll be staying until next wednesday. It sucks that I can't get as much time off as I would like, because I'm one out of only two managers who have a key to the door (not including the owner or Glenn, and Glenn is spoiled), so I either have to open or close everyday. I feel bad for Shirley for the friday I have off. She's there all day from 10am to most likely midnight if there aren't many others working.