Garbage Grub

<p>I've recently went to the local KFC ( Adderley street to be precise)</p> <p> </p> <p>I've ordered a Streetwise Two thinking it would be a sufficient meal to bust the late day craving. To my surprise, it was the worst box of corperate chicken.</p> <p> </p> <p>Needless to say, this has been the second time I've been stressed with bad food. I've previously bought a meal in an alternative KFC store, but the manager assisted me so well and I was actually pleased with the out come the manager and I came too. I didn't want to order there again, thinking they might spit some desease causing bodily fluids on my next meal.</p> <p> </p> <p>Anyway! ...Where was I? Oh yes, the box of bad corperate chicken. I've been standing in an empty store thinking they might assist me quicker than they usually do, but instead I was slightly amused at how many times the till operator was hitting her wig, the intermate conversation the chef had in the background on the dirty kitchen floors and the little unfriendly store assistant who thinks its stylish to walk around in her hole driven socks, or lack thereof. </p> <p> </p> <p>Eventually I got to my workplace and I was greeted with a Jack-in-the-box - food that has been matured for atleast 2 months in sludge - KFC calls oil. I felt humiliated and ******.</p> <p> </p> <p>I'll be waiting for KFC to get back to a once loyal customer.</p>