Today I went to KFC to grab the kids something to eat. They wanted a kids’ meal with a leg, so I said, “Kids’ meal with the leg, please.”
The cashier looked at me and asked, “Which side?”
I froze. Which side? I thought. I’ve never had to choose a side with chicken before. I stared at her, completely blank, mentally trying to figure out this “life-altering” decision.


“I… I guess the right side? I don’t really know the difference,” I admitted.
She laughed and said, “No hunny, which side do you want to go with the leg—mashed potatoes or wedges?”
At that moment, I thought, Jesus take the wheel. It’s been one of those days