Anyway, the real story for today is what happened afterwards. We went out to Subway for lunch, and as much as I love Subway, here is my problem; I'm a picky eater. I'm not going to deny it. I like my food plain, comfortable, and familiar. I like to keep most other aspects of me interesting, and limiting my tastes to boring. So whenever I order a sandwich, or anything else custom made, I generally ask for a lack of anything unfamiliar, spicy, green, or new. Yeah, I'm horrible I know. The older I've gotten the less cute this has seemed to servers. So today at Subway this is how the conversation went between me and 'Sam I Am' (that's actually what his name tag said)
Me- I'd like the *insert random Subway sandwich here* please.
S.I.A- Any vegetables on that?
Me- Uh, no thanks. Not this time.
S.I.A- Are you sure?
Me- Yes, I'm sure.
S.I.A- That's all you want.
Me- (in my head) ASK ME IF THAT'S ALL ONE MORE TIME BUDDY, I DARE YA'
Me- (what I actually said) Yes that's all I want.
Either I'm going to have to widen my tastes *shivers because I am a wimp with a growing stomach* or the rest of the world is going to have to deal with me. I should start handing out cards.
Something like that.
Anyway.
Hope your sandwiches are good this week, readers.
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