Evening star., 1944-08-30
This and That
Bp Charles E. Trdce1Ueu.

Mrs Yolanda Bonifant had an idea
she would get a chocolate milk shake.
1t was in the back Of her mind before
she went downtown, and it did not
escape when she got there.
All through her shopping she pictured
that chocolate milk shake-wtth vanilla
ice cream-in the way one sometimes
does.
1t is not always the important or
rational thing which becomes fixed
idea" Often, perhaps too often, it is
something trivial.
sun, Mrs. Bonifant strobe into the first
drugstore she came to. Those who
knew her best would have said that she
loped.
She sat at the long counter. swinging
her legs, and wondering when the clerk
would come down her way.
The clerk paid absolutely no attention
to her, which was something of a
wonder because she was very beautiful.
He dawdled, he waited on fat women,
he served up drinks to ugly people, but
never for a moment did he pay any
attention to Yolanda Bonifant.
It Is impossible. perhaps, to under
stand the minds Of persons who do this
sort OF work Maybe 1t is as one Army
woman said: "All the real boys are in
the service-only the culls are left"
Yolanda Bonifant would have hated to
think So She was too kind. Her mind
did not harbor malice, either spoken or
unspoken.
When she had waited for 10 minutes,
however, with no one paying any atten-
ton to her, she slid off the seat and
quietly went out the door,
She had more shopping to do. Buying
things is dificult these days. The clerks
are often too busy. and then one must
60 from store to store to find even such
things as rick-rack You don't know
what rick-rack is? Well, we don't either,
but all women do. Just ask any one Of
them
Mrs. Yolanda Bonifant couldn't even
find rick-rack. but she still kept that
vision OF q chocolate milk shake with
vanilla ice cream
She could just see the big mound of
ice cream-and how nicely it tasted,
there in the chocolate. Nothing went so
we'll with chocolate drink as vanilla ice
cream. 1t was her favorite combination.
Coming to another drugstore. she
went in and up to the counter, where
she found a seat.
She waited and waited. There was
only one other person at her section of
counter, but the boy was too busy labori-
ously putting small cakes into a tray
to pay any attention.
A man came in, and took a seat just
around the corner. A girl there started
to wait on him.
This lady," he said. looking at Yo-
landa with approval, was here before
I was"
The girl gave him a top-lofty look.
I can't wait on that section" she
growled.
Yolanda gave it up.
She went home, but after she got there
she wondered If the store up the road
had what she wanted.
1t was half a mile away, and the late
afternoon sun was hot, but she still had
a hankering for chocolate milk shake
with vanilla ice cream.
Up the road she plodded, or loped,
and found her old faithful boy behind
the counter.
Give me chocolate milk shake. !"
she enthused, with vanilla ice cream" :"
He would do it correctly, she knew.
She watched as he mixed the ingredi-
ents. The whirlagig went into action,
the chocolate milk was done, the scoop
OF ice cream went In last.
Yolanda Bonifant gave q sigh and
bowed her head. She took long drink,
then sampled the Ice cream.
It va banana.