It Only Hurts When I Blog

Greetings, Bloggy Fryolaters!

I love fried chicken, as long as it isn't LEGS.

Chicken legs have strange, stretchy veins in them sometimes, so I usually avoid them like the plague. Thankfully Charlie likes them.

I recently got some fried chicken, and paid extra to 'upgrade' the thigh and leg for chicken breasts.

I got home, and lo and behold, I got shortchanged a breast.  There, looking up at me guiltily in the container, was a CHICKEN LEG... DRAT! 

Charlie couldn't believe it, but I CALLED them, gave them my name, and told them I would be in the next day to get the piece of chicken I PAID FOR.  They were happy to make it right.

Would YOU have bothered to go back the next day to get what you paid for??