Subway - Eat Neat or Else
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.
The Subway napkin nazis have been a pet peave of mine for quite a while. Even if you order something messy, like the bbq beef or meatball sammich, they give you ONE napkin and look at you sideways if you ask for more. There's gotta be something else they could skimp on, like maybe not putting six freakin pounds of lettuce on a six inch sub.
Posted by: dave | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 01:46 PM
Me rikey da Subray.
Posted by: CC | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 02:42 PM
I haven't eaten at Subway in ages. Quiznos delivers to my apartment (and they aren't stingey with napkins either). heh heh heh. CITY LIVIN' RULES!!!
Posted by: TigerGrrL | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 03:29 PM
Look what the cat dragged in. Where have you been GrrL?
Posted by: CC | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 03:48 PM
Grrl! How goes it in DC? Was thinking about ya the other day.
Posted by: Kay | Thursday, March 16, 2006 at 10:14 AM
DC is great - I love my job and there is SO much to do up here!!! I've made a ton of friends, but still miss all my peeps back in BR! Having to work on Mardi Gras was unbearable though - especially when my friends kept calling me to let me know how much fun they were having. Hey, what are friends for, right?
Posted by: TigerGrrL | Thursday, March 16, 2006 at 12:05 PM
CC - I was hibernating. This strange white, powdery substance occasionally falls from the sky up here. So bizarre.
Posted by: TigerGrrL | Thursday, March 16, 2006 at 12:10 PM
That strange white powder substance falls from the DC sky when Marion Barry sneezes.
Posted by: dave | Thursday, March 16, 2006 at 12:30 PM
Napkin?
Posted by: Murphy | Saturday, March 18, 2006 at 03:30 PM
AMEN, brother friend! I haven't figured out if they just charge the franchises out the yang for napkins or what, but...for the love of Pete - gimme at least two freakin' napkins!!
And quit skimping the pickles and jalapenos!
Posted by: Kevin Donahue | Sunday, March 19, 2006 at 10:52 AM
The Subway higherups have heard your pleas and I got two napkins today with my six inch turkey sandwich.
Posted by: CC | Tuesday, March 28, 2006 at 01:14 PM
I bet that's a coincidence. Last week I got EIGHT, count 'em, 8 nakpins!
But I think that girl got fired.
Posted by: schmed | Tuesday, March 28, 2006 at 06:35 PM