Okay so it's me, I work at subway.
Lol read it if you can be fucked, I just needed to vent.
So last night I was doing a closing shift right, and it was busier than a pedophile at the 3pm bell on a rainy day in Hamilton. Now work is shitty enough as it is being a fast food dive that deals with a plethora of morons every day, mainly morons in business attire who request, and expect five star service. Five star service from part time working students who are thinking of nothing else but getting the fuck out.
A group of drunks decided to come in this lovely evening and take their time ordering with a line behind them which was as long as a cue to get free Fall Out Boy tickets in Botany Downs, I noticed that one of them used to be a junior at my high school in my last year, which wasn't a surprise considering he must be 17 now and I think at least 90% of students from my high school have stumbled up to a subway drunk, on a Wednesday night when 17...
Anyways, while entertaining these glazed red-eyed mugs with my quick sandwich making skills, a woman stood in line behind them and expressed much concern with how slow the line was moving by mumbling and muttering out loud. I sympathized with the woman because I too, hate stupid drunks in front of me in line at fast food stores...unless it's me then whoever is waiting can just shut the fuck up and wait.
In record time though she made her way to me and I grunted:
Me "Hi there, what can I get you?
She replied
Lady mumble...Could I get a tuna salad please, thank you dear
I got a salad bowl, filled it with lettuce and added a fat scoop of tuna...usually I level it off though for majority of people because they're all fuckwits and I'm not gonna waste product I'll have to prepare again, but I felt sorry for this lady so I just filled that scoop with as much as I could...
I turn to finish one of the drunks subs so they can pay and fuck off, when this lady who I was actually sympathizing with, yells at me:
Lady Excuse me it's two scoops of tuna
...wait...huh?
Me Sorry?
Lady It's two scoops of tuna, not one. Don't you know how to make a salad?!
Me Um yes I do, and I'm sorry but it's one
*rolls eyes and shakes head in frustration*
Lady I've been all over the country and at the Christchurch and New Market stores they serve two scoops
...wtf is the lady on about?! I don't give a flying fuck, I don't own this fucking store, I'm not even the fucking manager. I could give two shits about subway, it's a part time job to hold me down for the time being. Jesus fuck, why the hell is this even a discussion?!
Me Well I think I know what I'm doing, check this here
I pull off a chart that outlines the formulas for sandwich making, yes they're known as formulas not list of ingredients at subway, I raise it to her face and show her.
Lady I don't want to eat that when you obviously don't know how to do your job. Where's your boss?
Me He's not here right now, but you can come in Mon-Fri before 2pm and you'll find him.
Lady Screw this, I get better service at New Market!
Me Okay you do that then, go to the New Market store.
She then pulls out pen/paper and writes a note to my boss outlining how sandwich/salad making practice is not being applied accordingly at this store compared to other stores.
I took the note, waved goodbye, placed it in the office and finished my shift in a bad mood.
What I really wanted to do was to tell this lady how sad and pathetic she was for trying to hustle a subway for a scoop of cat food because that's probably what the salad was for, her 3 cats. I wanted to give her my number so we could go out some time for coffee, it's obvious she doesn't have any friends/life apart from her cats if the highlight of her week is to go to Subway.
To everyone: If you feel the need to have a go at anybody who works at a fast food place, gas station, call centre, pub/bar, movie theatre, retail store, bowling alley or theme park, then you must be one of the saddest fucks ever, if the place in question is such an important part of your day outside of your own unfulfilling, sad life.
I don't care if you make $100k a year, if any of these places are your escape from your shitty job or shitty social group (or lack of), you are a loser.
Anyone who has a go at someone on minimum wage, needs to reassess their life.
