KFC

It’s Saturday, so that means that all the college kids are running the joint. That’s why the food wasn’t prepared properly, my toasted wrap was neither toasted nor wrapped, and why the staff apathetically asked me if I wanted to make it a «meal» by adding soggy fries and overpriced carbonated syrup water to my fast food that was neither fast nor food.
And damn, Sami; next time you serve a customer with grease splattered all over your uniform like you’ve been flirting with the deep fat fryers, I hope you get sacked.

This Kfc always seems to struggle with queues and getting orders right. It has an eating area that is clean and ideal if you have been shopping and fancy something to eat. The staff in here vary in their capabilities on a rare occasion they have a manager in who seems efficient and is able to cope under pressure but the majority of time it seems to be run by teenagers who get in a tizzy at the first sign of a queue and it certainly would never be called fast food. At times the standard of hygiene behind the counter is less than desirable and you have to beware fries that have been bagged up for what looks like a very long time and then thrown in your order. If this happens ask them to change them they will but they may pull a face. On a good day worth a visit on a bad day steer clear.