Subway

I rarely eat Subway (and by rarely, I mean it’s been a couple years) because of the quality of food, however, sometimes it’s the most convenient option. Start to finish with walking in, I waited about 25 minutes for my food to be made with 3 people in front of me. The lady that served me made it very apparent how frustrated and unhappy she was with her job. I ordered a steak and cheese (now $16 for a meal) and got back to my office which is one block away, and began to eat my (ice cold) steak and cheese. Ironically, we discussed at the register how they have had a price increase and how expensive food has gotten. One might dare to think a company like Subway would improve on their experience and product delivery. I guess this location missed the memo. Anyway, I proceeded to call the location which just goes dead air when you ask to speak to someone at the location. I called 3 times, and every time, dead air for 5 minutes on hold, and no answer. I am too busy to get in my car and drive one block to wait in line for 20 minutes again just for her to put my sandwich in the microwave. So, I put it in my own microwave. I’m going to spend the next few hours in the bathroom reflecting on my life decisions and what brought me to try subway again after so may years. …Trash.

My sandwich had mold all over the bread like in this photo, my sandwich wasn’t cut, and it was truly the worst and most awkward subway experience. The workers (one younger woman and an older woman) were yawning, not interacting with us at all and I literally felt like they were sleepwalking. Andddd then lest we forget the mold covering the sandwich…nice