Last night, my wife and I decided to have a rare treat. We decided to eat some Kentucky Fried Chicken... Extra Crispy. Good stuff. We rarely eat there, since it is pretty spendy, and bad for you.

So, I pull into their drive-thru at around 8. They have a line, but it wasn't too bad. About 10 minutes later, when I FINALLY got to the menu, I placed my order. I wanted an 8 piece Extra Crispy meal, with mashed potatoes and gravy, and cole slaw. They said they were out of Extra Crispy, so I said Original Recipe would be fine. It was going to cost $18. 15 minutes later, when I FINALLY got to the window, I had to wait a few minutes while the chick did whatever the hell they do in there(I probably don't want to know). She came to the window and said she just found out that my meal was going to be only thighs and legs.

Thighs and legs? THIGHS AND LEGS?!?!?!? FOR EIGHTEEN DOLLARS????? She asked if that was going to be ok. HELL NO IT IS NOT GOING TO BE OK!!! Not for $18. I said no, it wasn't. She said sorry and walked away.

What's that you say? Yes, she just walked away. Why not a little compensation, like, say, a free order of Honey BBQ wings. How about a better apology for wasting my time while I wasted my life sitting in that line, knowing I had to be quick because my wife needed to be in bed early.

I ended up going to Taco Bell. That guy was friendly. The service was quick. I was happy in the end.

Now, I have never worked in fast food. I do know that they have shit jobs. I have had friends that have worked in fast food, and they had some scary stories to tell. They get shit on by a management filled with adults who go home every day knowing that the best they were able to do with their lives was manage a damn fast food joint. They get yelled at by a public that throws a fit if you forgot to take out the pickle, or if they had to wait an extra minute in line because the dipshit in front of them could not decide between the Filet o Fish or the McChicken. They have to clean up after little kids who toss their burgers on the floor. Sometimes, they have to clean the bathroom after Fatty McBloat exploded into the john. Yes, I am sympathetic to the plight of the fast food worker.

However, I do not expect to be treated like shit when I order from a fast food place, especially after I just waited over 20 minutes for you to tell me you are going to rip me off, and not even have the god damn common decency to give a sincere apology and offer compensation.

So, to the chick at KFC last night, I offer a sincere FUCK YOU, and hope one day you slip and fall at work, and a drumstick accidentally gets shoved up your ass sideways.