I watched a grown man completely lose it at KFC. I told my girlfriend going in was a bad idea, you don't know what kind of evil lurks inside a place like that. But she didn't "know the menu" so I lose this battle. It's KFC, just cover everything in gravy so you can't taste it! (I'm not a fast food expert)
Anyways, we walk in and there's a lady who is asking the employee fifty questions about what to get, not a big deal, and I swear it WASN'T my girlfriend this time! There's a gentleman in front of us waiting patiently, and we sit behind for a few minutes. I couldn't have been less concerned about the lady asking how spicy the Nashville hot chicken is, it's my day off, take your time.
Enter Angry guy. After three minutes of waiting for question lady, angry guy enters and changes the equation. After about ten seconds he starts groaning loudly, like his bowels were about to evacuate from his ears. This KFC is also half Taco Bell so if you're already having "problems " this probably won't help. For the next three minutes he groans, paces, and twitches like Cartman waiting for the Nintendo Wii.
Question lady finishes, the next guy in line quickly gets one burrito, my girlfriend and I order quickly, so angry guy is up. Question lady got about $100 worth of food, so that takes a while and holds up every order behind it. I felt for one burrito guy, he had the patience of a saint and deserved better. It's about five minutes after he ordered and he's banging his hands on a table with his head all the way back, looking for a higher power to help. Then his food comes and he goes OFF. He pulls each piece of chicken apart and touches the middle. The chicken is smoking mind you but not hot enough for angry guy.
He proceeds to throw said chicken at the employee, the poor lady, who refuses to make more, and who can blame her? Angry guy dumps his soda on the ground squealing randomly, and then proceeds to drop his pants. We would have left but it's about fifteen minutes till closing and this poor lady is on her own. My girlfriend calls the police as angry guy, you guessed it, proceeds to take a number two on the floor. It was one of the weirdest breakdowns I've ever seen. Oh and this was in a small suburban town, and angry guy was well dressed. The cops arrive, see the situation unfolding, which was angry guy yelling about hot chicken whilst standing in a pile of his own feces. They tell us we can leave, and we RUN.