Adventures at Subway

I hardly ever go to Subway. As much as I love their subs, everytime I go there, I leave with a blank stare.

Last time I was there, I ordered 2 identical 12" subs for GWH and I. Except one with regular mayo and 1 with lite. I realize that a 12" BMT with LITE mayo is a lesson in futility, I just don't like regular mayo, so back off. Anyway, she hands me the bag and I ask her which one is which. She replies "I have no idea". I should have had her remake them, but I couldn't wipe the deer in the headlights look off my face to do it.

Tonight, I went again. Different Subway. 2 hours from the other one. When will I learn.

I walk her through GWH's sub. 12" BMT, lettuce, tomato, onion, jalapenos, mayo. Then mine. Lettuce, tomato, green pepper, onion, mild peppers and lite mayo.

She grabs the same mayo container and puts a tiny bit on and says "is that good?"

I think I stared at her for 5 minutes before I realized what the hell was wrong with her.

Next time, I guess I have to spell it out. L-I-T-E. Not light.

Sigh.