I was always so busy talking and fooling around that I was usually one of the last ones in the lunch line and the only ice cream left was "banana nut" which I hated.
I still took a little carton, anyway. Bleeccch. Then it sat on my tray and melted into a puddle. Bet the lunch lady loved kids like me at tray-cleaning time.
Ahhh, the school cafeteria. Meatloaf Mondays, Hot Dogs on Tuesdays, Spaghetti on Wednesdays (awesome garlic bread), Hamburgers on Thursdays and cardboard Cheese pizza on Fridays (No meat on Fridays). All served with a fresh carton of milk.