John Travolta Refused A Grease Fix At KFCOctober 25, 2011
This story made me laugh out loud.
A couple of weekends ago, while attending a Scientology conference in the ancient market town of East Grinstead, John Travolta was denied a table reservation at the local KFC. To clarify: one of his entourage called the KFC in advance to reserve a table for him. One of the workers refused point blank, telling the assistant to join the queue like everyone else. The worker, who didn’t want to be named (obviously), explained:
“To me, customers are customers, no matter who they are. The lady who called didn’t give me her name. She just said it will be for a Mr Travolta. I thought it might be a load of nonsense.”
Fair enough. He probably gets calls at least once a week to reserve a table for a Mr M. Mouse, or a Mr Hugh Jarse and it warms the heart of my cockles to see London rules being applied. But the most bizarre thing to me is that they thought they could set aside a table: like it’s Nobu, or something. It’s a KFC! A reservation there involves getting your friends to put all their bags on the chairs, or lay flat on the table, while you stand at the counter waiting for your order (which usually comes very slowly). A spokesman for KFC, also known as the damage limitation team, said if Travolta were to return they would happily bend the rules.
“In hindsight, of course we would’ve reserved a table for him. It’s not every day you get a Hollywood star eating in your restaurant.”
No more was said of the employee at that branch. I wonder if he was taken to a room at the back and
summarily shot handed a P45? He could always work for Burger King. I imagine there would be vacancies.
I picked up this quote from the East Grinstead website:
Truly, East Grinstead has something for everyone. Friendly restaurants, pubs, bars and coffee shops are waiting to bid you welcome.
Except if you’re a Hollywood star looking for a dirty chicken grease fix.
He should’ve gone for a Royale with cheese.