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Sit back in your high-tech ergonomic floating chairs, my young whippersnappers...
Today I went to get a sammich -- the *cough*"steak"*cough* and cheese from subway. This is notable mainly because the SC I sighted was in line about when I sat down to eat, and he was *still there* when I was wrapping up and heading out -- for reasons entirely of his own doing. The Way was busy today, with almost all of the tables full, 3~4 workers on the makeline, and the line beginning to fray at the door so that people could get in and out.
There was a gent with a list on his smartphone of what sandwiches to get for what people, presumably back at the office (this is the one thing he DID do right -- credit where credit is due, and damnation where damnation is due) -- He took his time ordering anyway, seeming to change his mind on at least 2 out of 4 footlongs midstream (yay, wasted product!). When they got the basics made, he was asked what kind of cheese on his Ham sandwich...To which he replied "No, no, no ham and turkey, ham and TURKEY" (he was a bit hard to understand in the first place), they got his cheese, toasted them all, etc. He finally got them all done to his liking, was AT the cash register, and the lady helping him (with plain, unemotional face so she wouldn't reveal the
beneath) was ready to ring him up and wrap his food...
At which point, he says, "You know, perhaps this is not the kind of bread I wanted..." as he whips out his smartphone yet again...
I finished up and left a this point, all I could really do was shoot the poor sandwich artiste a sympathetic look >_< Madame, if you happen to be reading this, have some
. I think you'll be needing it.
Today I went to get a sammich -- the *cough*"steak"*cough* and cheese from subway. This is notable mainly because the SC I sighted was in line about when I sat down to eat, and he was *still there* when I was wrapping up and heading out -- for reasons entirely of his own doing. The Way was busy today, with almost all of the tables full, 3~4 workers on the makeline, and the line beginning to fray at the door so that people could get in and out.
There was a gent with a list on his smartphone of what sandwiches to get for what people, presumably back at the office (this is the one thing he DID do right -- credit where credit is due, and damnation where damnation is due) -- He took his time ordering anyway, seeming to change his mind on at least 2 out of 4 footlongs midstream (yay, wasted product!). When they got the basics made, he was asked what kind of cheese on his Ham sandwich...To which he replied "No, no, no ham and turkey, ham and TURKEY" (he was a bit hard to understand in the first place), they got his cheese, toasted them all, etc. He finally got them all done to his liking, was AT the cash register, and the lady helping him (with plain, unemotional face so she wouldn't reveal the
beneath) was ready to ring him up and wrap his food...At which point, he says, "You know, perhaps this is not the kind of bread I wanted..." as he whips out his smartphone yet again...
I finished up and left a this point, all I could really do was shoot the poor sandwich artiste a sympathetic look >_< Madame, if you happen to be reading this, have some
. I think you'll be needing it.
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