Sometimes I go to Subway. I was in a rush today and needed some food, so I figured I’ll run into Subway and grab some goods. Since I was also driving, I would request one of those handy dandy round sammiches. That way i can eat on the go. This is the exchange

ME : Do you still make those round sandwiches?
SUBWAY ARTIST (with awesome “Sassy daytime talkshow audience member accent”): Uh, you mean a wrap?
ME : Oh, no. Y’know those round sandwiches. Like a roll. (Holding hands up, putting forefingers and thumbs together to make a circle)
SUBWAY ARTIST : Wha? When the last time you order that was?
ME : Wow, I guess it’s been a little while.
SUBWAY ARTIST : Then you need stop orderin them.
ME : I’ll just get a 6″ veggie.

On that same trip I watched in horror as the lady ahead of me requested both Mayonnaise AND Ranch dressing be slathered on her sandwich via the condiment caulking gun. When they were through with it, there was a nauseating pile of white tubed goop atop her fixins. BARF.