Yesterday I had a hankering for a chicken burger, so I headed out to the wide open spaces of Sydney Road in Coburg, on the search for a chicken burger. I mean, shit, just finding something to eat in that area that isn’t a kebab shop is a fucking miracle.
It was about 5pm when I found one of only 2 dedicated chicken shops (that isn’t a KFC), so went in to ask for the chicken burger
“sorry, we don’t actually do chicken burgers after 3pm”
“really?”
“yeah, sorry”
“oh …… why?”
“because that’s when we get busier after 3, so we don’t always haev time to offer everything on the board”
“oh…”
*looks side-to-side to see that I’m the only person in the shop, and have been even since I walked in*
“…. yeah, fair enough”
So I walked out, went to the only other chicken shop, and had the worst chicken burger ever - it was essentially just a chicken roll, that he heated up in the microwave.
I’ll add that right under my list of “Things Coburg Does No Provide”, right under “any type of music or dvd shop” and “a decent meat pie”
FUCKÂ YOU, COBURG
is it so much to ask? Apparently YES!
