I was in a Popeye's Chicken once. When I started eating my chicken with a fork, the p.a. music suddenly stopped, causing an eerie silence and everyone turned and stared at me, pointed and whispered. I put my fork down and licked my fingers before holding it in two hands and took a big bite, smiling as I got up and backed out of the door trying hard not to look like I was moon-walking.

Just like that, the p.a. music was back on, and the customers turned their attention back to their own tables. That was a close one.

I was in a Popeye's Chicken once. When I started eating my chicken with a fork, the muzak suddenly stopped, causing an eerie silence and everyone turned and stared at me, pointed and whispered. I put my fork down and licked my fingers before holding it in two hands and took a bit bite, smiling as I got up and backed out of the door trying hard not to look like I was moonwalking.

Just like that, the muzak was back on, and the customers turned their attention back to their own tables. That was a close one.

I was in a Popeye's Chicken once. When I started eating my chicken with a fork, the muzak suddenly stopped, causing an eerie silence and everyone turned and stared at me, pointed and whispered. I put my fork down and licked my fingers before holding it in two hands and took a bit bite, smiling.

Just like that, the muzak was back on, and the customers turned their attention back to their own tables. That was a close one.