The Ice cream Man

I was in Noahkeem & Rocco's room this afternoon when I heard a familiar melodic tune coming down the street. It was the tune of the Ice cream Man; That little music box sound just seems to entice all little kids outside or at least to the window. As he slowly glided down the cul-de-sac in his bright yellow ice cream mobile, blasting his theme song, I glanced at him hovering over the steering wheel. He was on the look out for his little customers. Noahkeem yelled out of his bedroom window, "No thanks, I have my own icecream today!!!!" Just then something in my brain clicked and I realized, ever since I was a little girl, I never trusted the icecream man. The same questions I had back then about him, I still have today. Why is it I always feel that the Ice cream man never gives back the right amount of change? Why is it that it seems like he jacks his prices up on the "good ice cream" treats every summer and leaves the busted down supermarket ice pops at $.50 or $1.00? (The one's no one wants). How does he remember all the prices for all the treats if all the prices are listed on the outside of the truck next to their faded pictures? And could somebody tell me what the Ice Cream Man does all winter while he is waiting for summer to roll around? Maybe I should ask him the next time I see him and make sure I have exact change when I do.