Subway

Sandwiches were ok. Only 1 costumer there. I will be coming back there again. There are zillions of Subways in AA.

There’s a subway by my office. There’s also one in the town in Vermont I used to call home. There was one somewhere near where I lived in Brooklyn. He’ll, there was one next door to my apartment in Detroit. I’ve been to Subway more than a few times in my life.
Subway is Subway is Subway. And all Subways are the same. Like McDonald’s or Friendly’s or any other chain there’s a menu with a few possible regional variations (ie, the fact that McDonald’s outside of Long Island, the boroughs and Westchester County have mustard on burgers) and you can order a sweet onion chicken teriyaki in Dayton, Ohio and one in Baltimore, Maryland and you’re getting the same damn thing. And it’s no great shakes.
But chances are you’d give it a three on Unilocal.But not if you came to this Subway in Ann Arbor. Because chances are you’d show up when Vijay is there and after leaving feeling miserable you’d take away a star and leave it with a two. Once you saw your therapist.
I don’t know what this guys problem is but his sole purpose in life appears to be being mean. I get that it’s equally annoying to be helped by someone who is too into their job… No one wants a puppy. By no one wants what may very well be the person on earth with the most misery coursing through his veins.
I’m. Not. Exaggerating.
I’ve been to this Subway a few times since moving out here from Detroit four years ago. I rarely go. Only in a pinch. First, I’m not really into chains. But, since we pass this getting off of our exit it seems to be our staple meal when returning from traveling. Besides then I’ll also eat from this Subway if my husband is going. Because I cannot stand mean dude. And man, is he one mean dude. No smile, no hello, no thank you, no nothing.
And today took the cake. Today he actually got mad at me because I didn’t want my sub toasted. Wait, what? Yeah, you read that correctly. There was a line. I don’t really like toasted subs and I wanted to get home. He said, «toasted,» and I said, «No, thank you,» and he glared at me.
But here’s what put the icing on today’s taken cake. My husband and I were traveling with our exchange student and, like us, she’d had a light breakfast and been in the car for a few hours. But she didn’t want anything. And she HAD to be hungry, we thought to ourselves. On a whim I said, «What if I order for you?»
And she said, «Okay,»
‘Nuff said.

«Eek methinks not» is right! This is the most horrible Subway I have ever been to. Unfortunately it is very conveniently located in the far-​west side of ann arbor (for some, especially if you work at comcast!), but I highly recommend against eating here. The staff are always disgruntled– and after the owner yelled at me because I wanted a vegetarian option for the «sandwich of the day value-​meal» (which that particular day was a ham sandwich, I just wanted the combo but without the ham, just the veggies which are free condiments anyway). I couldn’t believe the owner acted in such a rude and uncontrolled way, yelling in such a way that I would be embarrassed to do so in public.
They don’t even have spinach to boot. Or veggie patties like most other subways have. Boo to this place.