This may seem like a very random post, and indeed, it probably is, but I am harboring some bitterness toward Subway and decided that instead of letting my unforgiveness fester inside, I would spew my venom in response to their mean and miserly new policy of withholding food from a pregnant woman. Stupid Subway.
After church on Sunday, Chris took me to get a sandwich at this popular eating establishment. We've been many times before, but apparently they are really feeling the economic crunch and decided to take it out on unsuspecting, hungry customers. In the past they have always been very generous with their toppings--to the point that they usually have to call in the big guns to successfully wrap Chris's sandwich. However, times have changed. I ordered my usual...a 6 inch veggie sandwich. The sandwich assembler proceeded to ask me what I'd like on it. In case you haven't been to Subway or you don't eat there, then you might not know that you can pick your toppings individually or ask for the works. There are certain veggies I choose not to allow grace my sandwich, and so I asked for lettuce, pickle, banana peppers and extra olives. Mr. Sandwich Assembler informed me that it was 25 more cents for extra veggies. So, he threw maybe 10 olive slices on my already thin looking sandwich. I asked him if that was extra, and he informed me that the norm is 5 olive slices (since when?). I was shocked, appalled, disgusted...you name it, I was a bit miffed at how stingy Subway had suddenly become especially since they had apparently cut down on how much stringy lettuce they were going to supply as well--it's a veggie sandwich, for goodness sake. I started to ask him if he would give me a 75 cent discount considering the fact that I chose to eliminate some of the other vegetables that I could have gotten. But, I was rather speechless with rage. You can't go from being super generous to your customers to counting out 5 olives slices within the course of a month. That just isn't going to fly.
And so, I am boycotting Subway in Edgewood. Don't stand between a woman and her sliced black olives or there will be hell to pay.