So, today was KFC.
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Can you believe it??? Here I am nearly twice his age and he has the gall to assume such familiarity? I am no one's "DUDE"! The customer is always right, ya know. I wasn't wearing my expensive hat, but my fancy safety shooting prescription sunglasses probably cost as much as he takes home in a week!
Howdy Amigo!
While I surely did enjoy the expensive hat bit, I wasn't wearing mine either the last time I visited our local KFC.
That was better than 2 years ago.
I haven't been back since.
Sometimes, the best way to show umbrage is to simply not spend money at their establishment.
In my case, I bought a snacker that had a really large bone in it. I don't mean a little, brittle, intestine perforating bone, but a big honking, lodge in your throat, choke you to death sort of bone that can kill you dead.
I complained to the management, which didn't settle my ire. So I complained to their corporate office. That didn't provide much help either.
So then I complained to the headquarters office, I believe in Louisvillle Kentucky. Not satisfied with their excuse making efforts.
I complained to the tri-county health department and published my sentiments on an online consumer protection site.
So far as I am aware, that bone is likely still in the freezer with the date and all. I have photos if nothing else.
Point being, when it comes to KFC, don't fret about somebody calling you "Dude". Ponder whether he actually intended to day "Dead".
Blessings,
M-Taliesin