I go to Subway for a sammich fairly regularly, not like Jared or Sherman and Herman, but mostly because it's close, a more sensible food choice than McChubby's and not terribly expensive.
Most of the time they overload it with the veggies, though occasionally I'll have to explain to the Sammich Construction Technician that they're not gonna hurt me by putting jalapeños on it. It's fun to see what all falls out and then enjoy a small dropout salad for afters - which entails getting one's fingers messy. I must say that the young lady who recently assumed the SCT duties at my regular spot is a bit tight with 'em, which brings me to my point:
Subway is the fast-food spot with, bar none, the STINGIEST napkin policy. They give you * a * napkin and shoot you the meanest look if you dare to ask for another - for any reason. They don't even have the little napkin dispensers that look like Coke machines with those worthless, tissue-thin generic napkins that most places have on the tables (where the idiots stuff 'em in backwards so they shred when you try to get 'em out).
The silly part is that these napkins are like a six-inch square hunk of ad space for Subway, with the logo and heart-healthy data on 'em. If they were sturdier, they could bulk mail 'em to "Occupant" and get a tax write-off.
It gets even sillier: you can have all the top-grade straws (each encased in its own logo-imprinted, hermetically sealed, protective cellophane wrapper) that you can stuff in your pockets, throw on the floor and pass out to various panhandlers you meet on the way back to work...
...but you can't wipe your greasy fingers on 'em.