Dinner AKA The Night We Pissed Off The Subway Guy

January 24, 2010

in Family Fiasco

Tonight I wasn’t in the mood to cook dinner.
I know, shocking, right?!

So we decided to go get Subway.
For once, it was easy for all 7 of us to decide on where to eat.

1. It’s close
We don’t even have to leave our little subdivision.
There’s a Subway just a few blocks away from our house.
It’s next to the grocery store so that would’ve been just as convenient – except that would’ve meant cooking.

2. We had coupons
My mom-in-law stopped by and gave us some BOGO Subway coupons.
It was a good deal.
I’m talking Buy One Get One Free, folks!

3. We all like Subway
It’s not often that all 7 of us are in the mood to all eat the same thing.

We get to Subway.
I decide to tell the teenage guy working behind the counter that we have a larger order.

Me: Um, we have a few sandwiches to order.
Dude: How many?
Me: (reading my paper and trying to count ‘em up) Um…six…
Dude: FUCK!

I kid you not.
The Dude actually dropped the f-bomb.

Then he proceeds to throw what I can only describe as a teenage tantrum.
Dude was throwing the bread down on the counter.
He then slammed shut the door for the bread oven.
(Which flew open again instead of staying shut)
Dude’s huffing and puffing.

I was just hoping Dude wouldn’t try to cut his wrist with that little Subway knife.
Halfway through he seemed to calm down.
He commented “At least these are all easy to make!”
You know, it can be really challenging and stressful working at Subway.
Fuck!

{ 2 comments… read them below or add one }

KirAsh4 January 29, 2010 at 10:09 pm

This deserves a phone call to the store manager, if not to the regional office (phone number is usually on your receipt.) There is no reason for a customer to be treated this way. Dude needs to find another job.

Manda Link July 28, 2010 at 11:28 pm

This post reminded me of a time our family went to Subway for 4 subs. We witnessed a similar teenage tantrum followed by a response of “Well… I only have one bun left!!” while he vigorously shook it at us with his plastic baggied hand.

Perhaps needless to say, but I will: No one wanted THAT bun or dared ask when (or if) Mr. ‘Tude would have more buns available. We left subless and have never returned to that location.

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