After getting home from Onamia Sunday night, we decided to get food for dinner, but get something somewhat healthier than fast food or pizza. We had our choice of Wendy’s, Quizno’s or Subway. We settled on Subway.
We get there and they are having a dinner rush. There are about 3 people in front of us, but the first person is ordering for a family so we are waiting for about 20 minutes before it is our turn.
We tell the guy we want 4 kid’s packs. He proceeds to tell us they are all out of rounds, so they will have to put them on 6″ size bread for no extra charge. Fine with us.
There are 3 people working. The bread/cheese/meat guy, the toppings guy and the cashier girl. The cashier girl is trying to hurry us along by asking us what kind of 6″ subs we have while the toppings guys is asking what we want on the first one, while the meat/bread guy is asking us about the next sandwich. So my mom is trying to talk to 3 different people at the same time. Meanwhile the girl isn’t understanding that we are ordering kids packs.
The bread guy keeps smooshing the bread when cutting it so he gets all mad and throws the bread (literally throws the bread) in the trash. The topping guy disappears. So now the bread guy also has to do the toppings as well.
We then proceed to tell him we want a foot long wheat. He says the wheat is still too hot to cut. Okay, how long until it is cool. About 20 minutes. Fine, we will have it on white. Oh wait, they are all out of white and it won’t be ready for another 20 minutes. (couldn’t they have announced all this BEFORE WE WASTED 20 MINUTES IN LINE!) Fine we will wait.
So we step aside to wait and I look back and see about 20 people now in line. So I tell my mom forget it we will just take the kids sandwiches (and then very loudly) AND WE WILL JUST GO TO QUIZNOS TO GET OUR OTHER SUBS. Everyone in line starts looking at each other like, uh oh, why is he going to another sub shop? Meanwhile no one bothers to announce to these poor people that they are out of these breads.
So we go to pay for the kids packs and she asks if I want milk or juice. I say juice. She says we don’t have any juice left. WELL, THAN WHY DID YOU ASK ME WHICH I WANTED! So I sigh really loudly and tell her milk. By this point she knows I am pissed. So we leave.
We drive back home to tell Amy that we now have to go to Quiznos (she was against it to begin with, because she has never eaten there and doesn’t know what she would like)
So I take the phone with me. We walk into Quiznos–no one in line. We peruse, order our sandwiches, tell them thank you and how wonderful they are and how nice they are compared to our recent Subway experience. And if they all of a sudden have a crowd, they know why. We were in and out in 10 minutes. Less if we wouldn’t have taken our time looking at all the food they have, soups, salads, desserts, ton of sandwiches. WHICH TASTE GREAT!
So I am boycotting subway. Quiznos is the way to go and they are HOT sandwiches with WAY more taste!