The Ice Cream Aisle.

This weeks [fiction] Friday prompt is:

Use your response to this song (We Want Your Soul) as inspiration for this weeks flash.

This is not a personal account of a trip to a supermarket. I am sure that you can still buy Neapolitan Ice Cream. This is a fictional event, but the views are very truly mine.

I looked in the freezer at the supermarket. I was out buying food for a dinner party I was having with friends later, and was looking for a frozen desert. I had settled on Ice Cream. Everyone likes ice cream right? So I went to the freezers, and went down the aisle, only to be confronted with an entire aisle full of ice cream.

I walked the length and then back again. I thought I would have one more look. All I wanted was ice cream. A Neapolitan would have done. In fact, it would have been ideal. But could I find it? No. The freezer was stocked full of ice cream made by manufacturers of chocolate bars. There was that funny ice cream which I had never liked, there was a whole section dedicated to Haagen Dazs, but that was okay, very delicious ice cream. But Neapolitan? No. I couldn't even see any bog standard choc ices. You know, the ones made of vanilla ice cream, coated in milk (or dark -yuk!) chocolate. Simple.

So off I went to find a store member. They were bound to know where the Neapolitan was. But when I asked, the lady whom I had found asked me to describe what Neapolitan ice cream was.

So I went home and cancelled the dinner.

It made me realise why so many people are single into their forties, why divorce rates are as high as they are. You wouldn't have thought a trip down the ice cream aisle at the supermarket would give such an insight of life, but it did. For me at least.

The problem is, there is simply too much choice. And the simple pleasures are removed from the shelves. I would love to see some Neapolitan on the shelves, so I can eat it whilst cuddling up to my not-so-perfect (but perfect for me) husband. And our children can play with the not-so-expensive toys. Because life is about being happy.