Unfortunately I’ve been hooked on the Monopoly game at McDonald’s lately. Which means, my diet is lacking in many ways. The incredible positive upside ( aside from the TWO free McFlurries I won in the same day) is the people watching, which is one of my favorite things in life. Not in the typical way that many people will watch and make fun of others, but in an observant way.

I love seeing what motivates people, wondering what they are thinking, or what things they do without thinking.

The one thing about some place that attracts the masses of the US population is the diversity that it attracts. People from all walks of life.

For instance, this picture captures a young boy from what appeared to be a middle class family, who was there with his father, and an elderly woman who appeared to be from the same middle of the road path of life. Just before this picture was taken, as I stood behind an impressively well-dressed man in his mid-30s. He was obviously living to a much higher standard, which became even more apparent when I saw him speed away in his Maserati still touting the dealer license plates. It was if I could smell the new car leather from inside the restaurant. Anyway, this gentleman, while waiting for the worker to get his order, happily complimented me on my watch and asked how much it cost. He was surprised when I told him, as if he’d expected it to be much more. I’m not sure why, I mean I was wearing the same Dickies shorts and plain black t-shirt which is kind of my boring standard attire. Compared to the beautiful leather Italian dress shoes he had on, I looked like a scrub. Before the conversation progressed, his soft serve ice cream was ready and he was instantly in a world of his own enjoying his frosty dessert.

I grabbed a table across the restaurant from him and began to eat my food. I couldn’t help but notice he had returned to the counter after finishing off the ice cream. Only to return to his seat with another cone. He then proceeded to do it a third time. As I finished my food, he returned to the counter again. I was in disbelief. I was so intrigued I began to listen to the workers and heard them say that was actually HIS SIXTH ice cream cone of the evening! I don’t want to judge but cravings like that usually come from one of two things, being pregnant or having a little herbal help, if you know what I mean.

The experience was an amazing one, to see these three completely different people, happily enjoying something that so many of us would worry about it’s unhealthy aspects. After sitting there though, I began to wonder about it. Maybe it’s more unhealthy to worry about the ice cream than it is to just enjoy the small indulgence. Either way, I hope you choose to enjoy some ice cream today. It’s good for you.