“KFC is coming to Uganda! Yaayyy, I cannot wait to taste that chicken,” were the exclamations from different people upon the news that US based restaurant chain Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) was opening up its first outlet in Uganda.
And of course this was followed by a series of excited messages on the social networks. Finally, KFC opened in a place near everyone in Kampala (read Bugolobi).
Perhaps a good number of Ugandans are idle because the way this place filled up in a jiffy was overwhelming. The KFC peeps did not even have to do a launch party of sorts because here, we love new things that attach value to the word “plot”.
And I imagined the owners must have got tingly feelings of excitement judging by the lines of people. I suppose they even had more birds ready to fill the buckets!
Unfortunately, empty hands, coupled by disappointed faces marched out as if they had just walked into KFC to receive strokes of kibokos because the excited messages took another twist.
These smart phones served their due purpose considering the owners were so busy tweeting, and updating statuses, about the seemingly high prices! Others even endeavoured to break down the actual costing of a well home-made deep fried chicken, compared to the one at KFC. Please note that the breakdown did not incorporate any of the KFC recipes but the usual local stuff. Ugandans!
And one wonders, for all who walked in and left disappointed, what was their story? I mean, did they think that KFC had anything to do with charity? And what did they expect as they all scattered to this place in the first place? An offer of chicken at 1k?
Anyways time wasting aside, it is so absurd that a bunch of people can choose to queue without buying anything and make the real buyers hassle and endure all the inconvenience.
And then that part of complaining after not buying for example? Hehe! Like they say, not all the fingers on a palm are equal. In the same way, the fact that one can choose to complain about being broke does not make another broke too. In simple terms, one should just know where they best lie, instead of getting shocked at seeing their neighbour who is busy munching their gu fresh and crunchy drumstick from a bucket.
After all, isn’t that why we have so many options in place? From TV chicken, roasted chicken by the roadside or any eatery of your choice, it is chicken right?
So instead of beating all odds to make it to KFC just to pass time, how about we only let those who visit it with the right purpose enjoy their time feasting as the others who just want to complain proceed to find and fit in their particular levels of life?
