Subway

Admit it. You can’t get that $ 5 foot long jingle out of your head. I can’t and I sing it every day.
This Subway is referred to by my office as the one «only for emergencies.» They prefer the one down by 39^th street because it’s larger and cleaner? I don’t see a difference. Subway is Subway to me and every Subway is only for emergencies. A Subway sandwich is the perfect to go meal. You can keep it in your bag for hours and it is still good to eat later in the day. So when you are in a jam and don’t have time to buy food later just get a Subway sandwich.
Today’s $ 5 foot long was a meatball sub. I watched the guy make it and he kept pouring on the sauce. I immediately thought, «That is not a good idea.» Who needs all that sauce? We were making a sandwich, not spaghetti for goodness sake! Anyhows, 30 paces and four minutes later, I was back at my office and ready to chow down on my lunch. The thing was so messy I opted to eat at my desk solo. The sauce had dampened the bread and the whole thing fell apart. I was tearing the sandwich by bits and licking the marinara off my fingers. A meatball even fell out here and there.
Let’s just say if I were on a date, I would not be asked out again.
Oh but it was still good.