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While we were in Phoenix we went to a hamburger place called "Fuddruckers". Good burgers and lots of product names designed to trap you into saying something you shouldn't say in front of the kids -- I kept inadvertantly calling it Ruddfuckers.
Anyway as we were leaving this place, I reached for the video camera (it was permanently attached to my arm the whole trip) and got a quick shot of the big "Fuddrucker's" sign inside. Some management bloke came up behind me with his best "oh, you're from the opposition come to spy on our operation and open a similar restaurant" voice kinda growled "where are you from?"
"Australia"
"Really", he replied disbelievingly, and you could tell he was thinking "yeah right, you're from Tucson and you know it. You've got all the video you need now to go and start your own chain."
"Strewth yeah. Mate, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance and eat your burgers. I haven't eaten one this good since the last time I had Big Jack Crombie's Rooburger back in Gundagai." Actually, I didn't say that, but looking back, I probably should've. Instead I stopped filming, muttered something and made my escape back to the car, where I could video the Fuddrucker sign outside to my heart's content.
(Thanks to Bonni Hall for getting me to describe this in the first place)
