Served me mouldy bread, which I didn’t notice until I was halfway into my sandwich. Told me they would remake it, and when it was done the male staff member threw it on the counter by the till and said«it’s ready» then walked away. Deplorable. Considering lodging a complaint with the health inspector. Not to mention when they were making the first one, the same male staff member couldn’t figure out the difference between steak and chicken. Finally had to physically point to the correct meat so he would make my sandwich right. Never coming back. Would rather drive into the city if I ever feel like Quiznos again.(Doubtful.)