Subway Flirt

Life is never boring when you lunch at Subway.

There happens to be one of these exquisite establishments a comfortable high-heeled walk away from my workplace, and since they seem to beat out Quizno's in the price department, I dine there frequently.

This Subway tries to maintain a healthy diversity among employees. This may mean that only two employees speak English, but that's a small price to pay for the Subway cultural experience.

My first visit to the Sub invovled me politely asking for an Italian sub. The very short gentleman on the other side, in a fit of sandwich-crafting zeal, asked if I would like meat. "Yes," I replied. "You want meat?!" he bellowed, to which I kindly replied, "Yes." Just to confirm he got it right, he added, "Meat! Meat!" And though slightly impatient, I confirmed, "Yes, I want meat, thank you."

By the time I arrived at the cash register, the sandwich-wrapping lady was having a difficult time getting the concoction wrapped. I thought something was wrong, but wasn't sure until the cashier informed me I was receiving a double-meat Italian sub... as in, 3/4 of a pound of ham stuffed into a sandwich. Sigh. Sub employees do the darndest things.

My second trip to the Sub involved me politely ordering a toasted sub. The efficient Sub-ites decked the bread with meat and cheese, and one of the employees tenuously placed the sandwich in the toaster oven.

And then he walked off.

I figured something was wrong by the time 10 customers -- roughly 5 minutes -- had passed me up. And I knew something was wrong when an unsuspecting Sub-ite opened the oven only to meet a thick cloud of smoke and the pitiful, charred skeleton of my "toasted" sub. Again, sigh. Sub employees do the darndest things.

Today when I entered the Sub, I was surprised by the speedy and, yes, competent service provided by the establishment. It was also a surprise when I arrived at the cashier and the 40-something employee said to me, "I see you decided to wear your hair down today. You always have it up."

Uhhhhhhh.... a little bit creepy. I laughed it off, to which he replied, like a true charmer, "I remember these things."

Yep, this is my Subway and I love it.