I stopped by Subway before my interview (I got a job! Yay again!), and got a mouth-watering 6-inch turkey on wheat. The woman in front of me got a 6-inch pepperoni and ham, with provolone, toasted, and proceeded to order the most disgusting combination of toppings I've ever heard:
Mayo
Sweet Onion sauce
Parmesean cheese
Lettuce
Black olives
onions
And she asked for extra pickles. The server informed her that EXTRA pickles would cost EXTRA. Makes sense, right?
Apparently, it flew right over this woman's head. She looked puzzled, sniffed the fart, and asked why it would cost extra. Server explained that extra stuff is extra money and whatnot.
The woman just said, "I don't want it, then", and left.
And now the employees are one sandwich richer (although I wouldn't want to eat that slop) because this stupid cow didn't want to fork over a few more cents for pickles.
Unrelated sidenote: On the way home, I was listening to the new Panic At The Disco album, and as a stoplight turned green, the chorus to "From a Mountain in the Middle of the Cabins" played ("If you're goin' then go, go, go, go..."). It made me smile.
Mayo
Sweet Onion sauce
Parmesean cheese
Lettuce
Black olives
onions
And she asked for extra pickles. The server informed her that EXTRA pickles would cost EXTRA. Makes sense, right?
Apparently, it flew right over this woman's head. She looked puzzled, sniffed the fart, and asked why it would cost extra. Server explained that extra stuff is extra money and whatnot.
The woman just said, "I don't want it, then", and left.
And now the employees are one sandwich richer (although I wouldn't want to eat that slop) because this stupid cow didn't want to fork over a few more cents for pickles.
Unrelated sidenote: On the way home, I was listening to the new Panic At The Disco album, and as a stoplight turned green, the chorus to "From a Mountain in the Middle of the Cabins" played ("If you're goin' then go, go, go, go..."). It made me smile.


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