The biggest idiot in the room.

I'm at the KFC outlet nearest to home, ordering lunch for my brother. (I know, I am a wonderful sister.) I politely request for a two-piece chicken meal, for takeaway please. "Crispy original," says the girl at the cashier counter. "Yes," I say. "No, crispy original?" says the girl. I blink, unsure of the question. "Okay," I... Continue Reading →

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