Before we fly to Anaheim to spend a week at Disneyland, Kim and I decided to schedule a babysitter so we could have a few hours to ourselves. We had lunch at Zao Noodle Bar before walking over to Cold Stone Creamery where Kim ordered her usual: Sweet Cream with Oreo and banana.
I’m never quite sure what to get, but today a smoothie looked good. I looked at the large menu board and saw a sign similar to this:
Whatever it’s called, it sure looked good, but I had no idea how to pronounce it. So I looked at other options not wanting to look like an idiot when I ordered. But I couldn’t find anything that looked as good as the SomethingOrOther Blueberry Banana Smoothie.
I even asked Kim and she didn’t know how to say it. Now what should I do?
When it came my turn to order, I pointed to the menu board and said, “I’ll have one those….” and then I tried to pronounce the word, “NrGize” as best I could. But something went horribly wrong. As I tried my enunciate the word, I put too much emphasis on the larger, uppercase case letters and the word that came out sounded like a racial slur.
Smoothie Fail.
The first time you saw the sign above did you know how to pronounce it? I hope you had better luck than I did.
On a positive note, the blueberry banana whateverthehellyoucallit was tasty and I made it safely out of the store.
ha, yeah, it took me a minute, but how hilarious. I’m glad you weren’t arrested.
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I am going to get a million men and march into Cold Stone and order a (******) Smoothie.
WTF is it called?
Dumbest. Name. Evah.
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This reminds me of those vanity license plates. I love tying to figure those things out. They energize me, wink, wink.
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Oh, have fun at Disneyland!!!! Tell Kim too. 🙂
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@Kel – I just didn’t get it when I was there in line. Maybe it was just too much pressure. I should have ordered a mint chocolate chip milkshake and been done with it.
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I hate it when businesses think they’re clever and do things like this. You have to wonder who the genius is in the marketing department. My 8-year old son would be a better idea well.
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