by Michael P Coleman
Popeyes triumphantly brought back their heralded chicken sandwich on November 3, on National Sandwich Day and a Sunday no less (a day when their homophobic poultry rival — whatever their name is — is closed).
Again, it was genius. But since then, reports indicate that it’s still hard out there for a pimp who wants a chicken sandwich.
Twenty four hours after the relaunch, I drove past a location in Sacramento (the corner of Watt and El Camino Avenues) at 9:38am, 22 minutes before the store opened. Six people stood in line outside, in the chilly fall morning air…to buy a chicken sandwich.
Two of those people wore doo rags on their heads. Hand to God. I’d bet you a half-case of the chain’s spicy sandwiches that at least one of them had an expired drivers license, and that none of them were registered to vote.
Why a half-case, you ask? This writer will be selling the rest of those sandwiches on eBay.
Click here to read MPC’s full rant, including info on the fatal stabbing. Over a sandwich.
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