The Subway incident

Occasionally I’ll head over to Subway to buy a sandwich for lunch. On this particular day, the line was longer than normal. The people ahead of me were all together and one of them had a sheet of paper with additional orders from back in their office. After ordering one of the sandwiches, the Subway sandwich assembler informed them that they were out of the bread that they wanted.

To fix the situation, one of the guys got on his cell phone and called up his office to speak to his co-worker in order to pick another type of bread. This conversation followed. Note: It’s much better to hear than to read, but I’ll do my best.

Since he was on his cell phone, I only got one side of the conversation:

Hi Mary, get me Sue. Tell her I’m over at Subway and they don’t have Italian bread. (pause)

Hi Sue, yeah, I’m over at Subway and they’re out of Italian bread so you’ll have to pick something else. Ok let me look at what they have.

(he walks to the list of bread types. He sees the different breads in a case and the name of the bread below it on a small tag. The different tags say, “Honey Oat,” “Wheat,” and “Jalapeno”)

Ok, let’s see. It says that they have Honey Oat, Wheat and (phonetically he says) gel-op-ano.

I said GEL-OP-AN-O. Yeah. I don’t know what it is either, let me look.

(steps closer…)

Looks like it has jalapeno’s in it or something.

No, he never did put it all together.