Ice Ice Baby

You know what really grinds my gears?

I have a thing with my iced tea being, well, iced. And when my iced tea isn't iced, I tend to be ticked off. Consider this blog a complaint letter to Chick-fil-A.

Dear Chick-fil-A:

I love sweet tea. I love iced sweet tea. When I get sweet tea, and there is very little ice, I am not a happy camper. If the tea is hot, add more ice. This isn't rocket science, although it could potentially be helpful, or at least take a lesson in thermodynamics. If this were England, I wouldn't complain, but this is America. And specifically the South. I like my sweet tea, and I like my ice. Please, make it happen. I love the rest of your food, but I could enjoy your tea a little more. With all due respect, it is detrimental to your business to serve warm tea when the menu clearly states iced. Please, fix it.

Your number one fan,
Cameron

Now, this isn't a one time ordeal. This is habitual. This needs to be fixed. I'd much rather have them say, "would you like a little tea with your ice?" That way, I wouldn't be complaining. But with summer on its way, I implore you, Chick-fil-A, to please add a little more ice. It would make me very happy, and aren't we here just to please me?

And that is what really grinds my gears.