Luuuuuunch

I had a Publix sub today. First time I ate out all week. I've been trying to be "good" with the wallet and good with the gut. For some reason, I actually like the Lean Cuisine meals. The damn things are quite tasty...they really are. That Sesame Chicken one...Christ...I could eat that everyday. They're quick (they cook in 7 mins or less), they're cheap (3 bucks for lunch? Come on where are you gonna get a deal like that unless you're Vito Corleone?), and well they certainly aren't that bad for you (hence the reason they call them Lean Cuisine right?)

Anyways...I didn't have one of those today. I went out to get a simple Publix roast beef and cheese sub with a little mayo. That's all I get...that's all I have to tell the lady (well I do have to tell her twice because apparently I give her too much info at the top of the ordering process.) I did think about ordering the Philly steak and cheese sub. It's uber good there. I don't know what they do...but it just tastes awesome. The problem is...and I was talking about this with my friend at work (one of few mind you) and we talked about the problems ordering that sub.

See...Publix is a supermarket for those that don't know. Yes they make subs but they also cut fruit, seafood, meat, etc...so it's not just a sub shop that is just happy you're there for THEIR roast beef sandwich. These people want you to order the ham and cheese sub...put 2 things on it...and then go down aisle 5 for your All Bran. The fact that they actually have to turn on the stove, heat it up...throw some meat on it...put the chopped mushrooms and onions on it...and cook it...makes them hate you and your hearty meaty sandwich. You have now asked them to do "extra" work. All of the sudden...you're the asshole. Ever try to order one of these things at noon? I tried once and Jesus Christ..I thought I was going to get my ass kicked by this broad. Needless to say...I stopped asking for the sandwich. Despite it's goodness, it isn't worth my life. It's a sad commentary when the workers of America don't want to do their jobs but hey that's another blog.

It's always funny because it's not JUST the "worker" that gives you shit, it's the lady behind you too. Let me describe her...generally around 70...wears open toed shoes when she absolutely shouldn't (due to the gout)...and she should just be wearing a pin that says "I'm a royal pain in the ass, just ask me". This is the lady that wants to have 4 Ultimate Subs made for her at once because this is her one trip to Publix during the week and damn you for making HER wait. I'm mindful of others...sorry...I was a god damn Boy Scout once. I can't help caring about the time I spend at the counter there. I just hate the people that order the 6 subs with the most specific ingredients. "I want an Ultimate without the turkey, ham, or swiss...6 olives...2 banana peppers...I said 2 not 3...lettuce, tomato, fresh chopped onions...etc." These bitches go on for 20 minutes and they don't even bother to turn around and go..."OH...I'm sorry...I really am not the only person on the Earth right now...wow...I had no idea."

Since people like this exist...I should shut up and order my steak and cheese...feel the wrath of Delores the Sandwich Nazi...endure her spitting in my steak and cheese and just taste Philly goodness but I can't. I give a little bit up so that I don't have to deal with the items I stated above. Now...if you don't mind, I'm going to go finish my half jar of mayo sub with side of roast beef and cheese. Mmmm juicy.