When we get a hankering for $5 footlongs, there are two Subway locations, equidistant from the office, to choose from. For lack of better names, we refer to them as the “stoner” subway, and the “tweaker” subway. I’m not saying that anyone is necessarily on drugs, but at the first location you get happy service and jokery, large portions, and are required to repeat your veggie choices at least twice, as they just can’t seem to remember. At the second location, you’d better know exactly what you want up front, because they’re are all business and will make your precise sandwich, to textbook specifications, and there’s no time to dilly-dally.
Guess which one my veggie delite (“everything except onions”) was from…
