Stopped at a Subway after picking up groceries yesterday. Funny, since we bought a baguette to make sandwiches with. There were two rather young people behind the counter. One of them appeared to be on something, because the conversation basically went like this for both us:
Clerk: What kind of sandwich do you want?
My wife: Turkey.
Clerk: You want cheese?
My wife: Pepper jack.
:::The guy then proceeds to make a chicken sandwich:::Me: Uh, she wanted a turkey sandwich with cheese.
Clerk: Oh my bad, I thought she said chicken.
Clerk: What do you want on your sandwich?
Me: Letuce and onions.
:::Puts lettuce on sandwich:::
Clerk: What else?
Me: ...
Me: Onions.
Clerk: Huh?
Me: Onions.
Clerk: Anything else?
Me: Salt, pepper, oil, vinegar, and oregano.
Clerk: Salt, pepper, oil, vinegar, and mayo. Got it.
Me: No, NO MAYO.
Clerk: Oh, OK. What did you want?
Me: Oregano.
At this point, the other clerk who has done nothing proceeds to cut the sandwiches and then rings us up. Meanwhile, the other guy picks up a mayo bottle, unwraps both sandwiches, and proceeds to drench my wife's sandwich in mayo. He literally emptied half the bottle out, then proceeded to do the same to mine, although I stopped him. We then had to wait for him to remake my wife's sandwich and go through similar to the above all over again.
