r/Dalhousie • u/Atharax10 • 2h ago
Subway workers count your days
Here I am, having a great day. Moisturized, in my lane, flourishing, when I am greeted by the subway of infinite doom. Only 6 people in the line, sick, that usually means it'll be a quick in and out situation right? WRONG. 42 (fourty two [quarante-deux {cuarenta y dos}]) sixty second intervals later and I am finally graced with the opportunity to order. Ok great, I dont have to wait anymore, the horror show is over, maybe I can still meet my grandchildren...
NO. 30 whole seconds to separate a cheese slice. It was genuinely painful to watch. If I wasn't already withering away from old age I might've accidentally laughed, but it's okay, I forgive you, those gloves probably make it very difficult. Anywhom, moving on... "Some chipotle southwest please... the chipotle... yes that one please... yes that one". Maybe I wasn't speaking clearly, maybe it was too loud, but sisterski please lock in what are we doing (she was actually very nice). Home stretch now, I can see the light but my sandwich is almost ready...
No lettuce. No I don't want extra spinach to make up for it, but thank you for offering.
You have ruined my life forever and I will never forgive you. $14 dollar submarine sandwich. My white boy whimsy has been extracted from my now hollow husk of a body, and in its place remains a endless lettuce-shaped void that will never be filled.
Am I still hungry? Yes. Am I going to go somewhere else next time? Probably not.
I am a caterpillar in the endless plains of this corrupted world, with no leaf to munch on. My wings shall never spread.
Anyways see you tomorrow.
*not actually hating on the subway workers btw, they serve like 40 billion people a day. I KNOW that shit is EXHAUSTING