A few weeks ago Linda and I were picking up some dinner at the KFC out on Allen Rd. For the second (and last) time, my experience was less than satisfying. This time I had to question the cashier whether I could get the new grilled chicken in a sandwich (couldn’t find it on the menu) and basically had to beg for an explanation of what comes on it. I ended up getting the sandwich plain. Well plain was the request, when I got back in the car on our way home, I pulled it out in order to finish eating so I could run when we got home. Turns out this sandwich is about 2.5 bites big and sure enough had a giant tomato on it which I HATE.
But I digress from my original intent of this post. As I was standing there waiting for my disappointing dinner, a young Generation Xbox kid comes waddling up to the buffet counter. He then proceeded to badger the cashier as to whether there was dessert on the food trough. She ended up telling him there was bread pudding available and he was satisfied. Grabbing his plate, he quickly turned to go past me in order to get to the dessert. Two observations hit me within a split second of each other. The first is he had his shirt inside out. I remember when this was the fashion trend, but generally it was on sweatshirts and not so much just plain t-shirts. I quickly decided it he was a trend setter and just might give it that tipping point moment. The other visual oddity that caught my eye was the fact he had spilled food all over the front of said t-shirt. Now at the trough, the kid was visually upset because he was having difficulty locating the pudding which means he did not understand the “bread” part of her response since he was standing right in front of it. Then my powers of reasoning kicked in and it occurred to me I could take this experience in two ways.
- The kid was a slob and the strong thumbs from the video controllers were now so disproportional to the fingers that the act of shoveling food into the mouth had become a challenge …. or….
- This kid is a total genius and was so aware of his potential to spill food that he purposely turned his t-shirt inside out allowing him to flip it right side out to hiding the dirty deed.
I badly wanted to stay and get resolution to this quandary, but I had to get the running shoes on before the sun started setting. I will never know for sure, but it has made me add a micro step in my observation methodology to see if other kids are now wearing their shirts inside out or if fat kids are making the trip to the bathroom for the switch before they order. I will keep you posted on what I learn, but free to provide your own assessments or observations for discussion.
By the way, I just noticed I used this same guy in another post… can you locate it?