
Let me start off by saying that I've been a fan of Subway for almost 10 years. After the changes to the steak sandwich was made last year. It made me a little sad ( I loved the old style Philly cheese steak ). I no longer ordered the beef. It just wasn't the same. However, I did fall in love with the Italian BMT. It's been filling my tummy since last year. So it was the final straw when I walked into the Subway on 10th Avenue by 42nd Street ( Store#18052 ). I went in and asked for a 12" Italian BMT on Herb & Cheese bread. When I saw the man cutting into the bread and putting back half I repeated myself. At the time I was the only person ordering. One other person was sitting in the far back corner. Surely he'd heard my request. I asked him if he can heat my sandwich before I put on the “fixings” . When he removed the sandwich from the toaster, I could not see any meat. I asked him if he put on all the meat and he lifted the bread to show me this. 2 Slices of Salami, 2 slices of Pepperoni, 2 Slices of ham and 2 slices of Provolone Cheese. Now mind you I asked for a 12" and since he'd cut into the bread before making the sandwich, I had received only one slice of each on a 6" sub. I looked at him and he showed no feelings for making such a poor sandwich. I asked him If he could please make my sandwich right, because at six dollars I could have purchased 2 hero sandwiches with heaps of meat for the same price ( Hero’s are like subs made at deli’s ). He looked at me with a blank look and asked me what I wanted on it. I looked at him in disbelief and told him lettuce. He reached his hand into the tub but the lettuce was red, almost rust colored from being old. I asked him if he had fresh lettuce and he replied. "This is how it comes". I said forget the lettuce and just give me pickles with mayo and mustard. I paid for my sandwich and walked out saying to myself that I wished I knew where a Quiznos was. That was the first time that name had ever popped into my mind and came out of my mouth. The sandwich left a bad taste in my mouth. I was broken hearted. As I sat eating this thing, all my friends could not believe this was what I got. While some of them told me to just never go there again, I was told by most to go to quiznos because Subway was just slipping like Blimpies
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