Finger lickin’ breakfast. I managed to score a ticket for the KFC Open Kitchen event at the Govan branch this time around. Only a fiver for a couple of hours exploring the kitchen, cooking and food at one of my favourite restaurants – and the fiver went to a local charity. There were supposed to be nine people, but three were no-shows. Courtesy of manager Amanda, visiting manager Chloe from the Linwood branch and Mohammed the chicken-breading expert (I really hope I got the names right. I’m so bad with names), the group of us found out a lot about the food and how it’s prepared.
Bonus, we also got to build our own burger… using whatever ingredients we wanted! Needless to say I went sauce mad with a different once between each layer of my perfectly constructed Saucy Zinger Tower ™. I also came away with a KFC cap, chef’s apron, free meal voucher and some other gubbins. A great way to start the day.
Sky News reports that KFC are being pilloried for an advert that was released in Australia which found its way onto YouTube where Americans watched it and jumped on the “racist” bandwagon. I won’t go into more detail here, just read the story.
However. This isn’t the first time KFC have done this, only the last time the internet was a little smaller and I don’t think anyone noticed. In fact, I blogged about it back in 2005! It’s at the bottom of the quoted letter and about another advert that appeared in the UK for a brief period.
Thank you for contacting the Customer Careline regarding the current advertising campaign. It is not KFC GB Ltd’s aim to offend or upset the viewing public with our advertisements and we apologise if we have done so. All comments are appreciated and have therefore been passed to our marketing department for their information. However we understand that the current campaign will be running for the forseeable future.
With regard to the store finder facilities on our Website, this is currently under review. Once again we apologise for any dissatisfaction that has been caused.
And no fucking free vouchers to try and buy me off. Tightwad bastards.
You know you’re getting old when…
…you can eat a bowl of Shredded Wheat without burying the foul stuff in sugar
…you spend more time walking around holding your stomach in thinking how good it makes you look than actually doing exercise which would mean you’d not have to hold the damn thing in in the first place
I went into the pub at lunch (erm… for a change) and hung around the pool table with a bunch of the lads from work. After a bit, the cutest little toddler came… well… toddling through to see what we were doing.
You know how kids are just so cute around that age? Just able to walk, stary eyes, little smile, everything around them just so damn interesting? Lovely kid.
She vanished after a bit into the safety of her pram. After a while we heard her having a bit of a cry. I saw her parents. I think she’s just sussed how she’s going to end up. What a pair of mingers. I mean, I’m hardly one to judge but it doesn’t seem to matter which set of genes she inherits the strongest. Either way, she’s fucked once they kick in.