thank you oprah
We went to KFC for our free grilled chicken meals today. It was pretty crazy. Some lady named Olga ordered, like, 25 free meals to go. They had to use a huge packing box to hold all of them. Then Maria cut in line with the reasoning that since all of us had coupons for grilled chicken and they were out of grilled chicken, she should be able to order before we did. Olga and Maria, I hope you get swine flu and have to burn 80 sick leave hours. Anyway, they were out of grilled chicken, but the cashier offered to subsitute original or extra crispy. And I even got to pick my own sides. I actually wanted to try the grilled chicken, so we'll have to go back for that. But overall I was pleased with how this KFC handled the situation. And it reminded me how much I dislike all the Olgas and Marias out there, as well as the old lady who kept on pressing something against my butt. I thought it was her purse, but later on I saw it and it looked more like a backpack...so maybe it was her arm? I don't really want to put more thought into that.