It’s hard to imagine, but there was a time when a person patronizing a frozen yogurt establishment would have to ask some goober behind the counter to prepare their dessert for them. Now, of course, one can fill their cup with whatever (and as many) flavors as they desire, load it up with a sickening combination of Butterfinger, gummy worms and Cap’n Crunch cereal, and then top it off with a half-pint of caramel syrup. Mmm … freedom is delicious.
The point is that things are simply better when it can be done without anyone else butting in. One gets that warm, comforting sense of accomplishment, and can revel in the convenience and flexibility of his or her own decision-making.