In a related note (re: GM and franchise crapfood), some of the most uncomfortable 5 minutes of my life was when I worked at a Subway one summer. I'd quite smoking the debil's weed for 3 or 4 years then, but my shift partner talked me into smoking a blunt with him to make an otherwise boring night go by quicker. So there I am, high beyond reason, and the door opens to two cops.
They were there for our crappy food.
Now if you ever been to Subway, you have to interact a lot with the customers as you build their sandwich. I did this stoned out of my mind with both cops because scumbag shiftmate ran into the backroom as soon as they approached.
ETA: I think that's the last time I ever did any illegal drug. No shtick.