Ordering from Subway

As a 4-foot tall eight years old, I struggled to bumble through my Subway order: a Veggie delight, 9-grain-wheat, American cheese, all the vegetables except banana peppers and jalapeños, toasted with the vegetables, and Chipotle and Sweet Onion dressings. The enormous glass between the worker and me was intimidating; not to mention the bald, tattooed man behind me, and the wide woman wearing the hideous orange turtleneck in front of me.

“Ummm…can I…ah…have some…uhhh…American cheese? Please,” I would say, barely audible.

“Okay then, did you say some roast beef?” they’d rhetorically ask in their unnecessarily cheerful voice, while adding the unwanted roast beef.

Let me remind you, I am a vegetarian, and eating cow is one of the greatest sins where I come from. Aside from that, I HATE meat. So, naturally, this was my worse nightmare. Fortunately, it was only a nightmare, nothing more. So, it never actually happened.

Fast forward five years, today at age 13, I’m standing in an hour-long queue at Great America’s overpriced Subway. No parents, no one to save me if I slur my words. My turn to order is next, and I have ten bucks in my hand. My turn, and in the most crowded Subway store ever, I order a Veggie delight, 9-grain-wheat, American cheese, all the vegetables except banana peppers and jalapeños, toasted with the vegetables, and Chipotle and Sweet Onion dressings. And, not one mistake.

 

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