Subway

Easily the worst subway I have ever been to…
Made my sandwich without meat, screwed up the order of the woman in front of me, and they were never out front. God knows what they were doing in the back, but what ever it was, it was OBVIOUSLY more important than doing their job. When he run up my order, he had to enter the sandwich (which was a 5 $ foot long mind you), 3 different times. At the end of the day, he just faked it and entered the wrong sandwich that was another 5 $ foot long, just to get the proper pricing… Which was fine with me because it cost was correct, but come on!
Really poor, and the only way I would come back is if I was getting gas at the station connected.

So let me explain that there isn’t anything intrinsically wrong with this Subway (It’s in a Kangaroo Express gas station, BTW). The place appears to be new, clean and fully stocked. The problem lies with the sandwich artistry.
There were 2 guys (late teens, early twenties) working the counter. Both had extremely lackluster personalities. Their «Welcome to Subway» greeting came out as more of a yawn. Whatever, I didn’t come here for schmoozing, I came for a sandwich.
I’ll start off with my fiancé’s sandwich. He ordered the sandwich of the month which was the Southwest, Egg and Cheese. The sandwich artist was pretty confused by this order and had to turn around and review the poster advertising the sandwich to confirm what was actually in it (kinda odd). Then he proceeds to make the sandwich which consisted of just egg & cheese. I looked up at the photo and noticed the very obvious presence of ham. There was even a little cartoon drawing of ham, egg and cheese sitting around a campfire singing. That was kinda bogus. I pointed it out and he added it to the sandwich.
The sandwich I ordered was my usual and I have the ordering process pretty much down to a science. So the guy was able to follow my clear direction (congratulations!) but it was totally lopsided. All the tomato ended up on 1 end, the cheese was helter-​skelter and Chipotle sauce was applied in a half-​assed gnarly squirt to just 1 end of the sandwich. I have low-​grade OCD so seeing that gave me a small tick. I blew that off and proceeded to eat my sandwich, which once reassembled, tasted lovely!
Overall, there ain’t much else around, so you could do a ton worse!