For the kind, bearded old Colonel who opened his first restaurant in the front room of a Kentucky gas station during the Great Depression, his wildest dreams could never have carried him to the level of success he earned in his own country.
His fried chicken franchise, based on a beloved family recipe involving 11 herbs and spices, was good enough to stand on its own for many years, but now in China customers are entitled to something else every time they call for a delivery of KFC.
In China and other areas of the world, his famous fried chicken can be delivered right to the customer’s door.
Not only that, selections can be ordered based on the cuteness of the delivery boys. Online orders are working out quite well.
For the piece of meat ordered, customers get another one of the breathing variety, who brings it to their doors and whom they can admire from a distance, if only for a few minutes.
The “poultry escort service” began as a sheer accident.
While filling out her order on the KFC website, a woman facetiously wrote in the “other requirements” column, “I want a handsome man to deliver the food to me.”
KFC did as she requested, sending a “very cute” deliveryman to her door with the order.
They even called her afterward to inquire if she was satisfied with him! (Forget the chicken. It didn’t matter how she felt about that.)
She blogged about her experience on Twitter. A rush of orders for chicken with cute deliverymen soon followed.
Women would order specific features, such as “a man with big eyes,” and that’s what they would get.
And the rest, well, it’s history, as they say.
It would appear, my friends, that sex sells even when it isn’t for sale.