Uhh, yeah, I’ll have an Italian BMT on Herbs & Cheeses bread with lettuce, tomato, onion and some of your hair.
So I’m walking home from class today, and I’m thinking “Ah, you know what would be delicious right now? A tasty Subway sub.” So I walk into my local Subway at 19th & 3rd and order up my favorite item from the Subway menu: the Italian BMT. I load up my toppings, get the value meal (cookies, not chips, fasho) pay, and head home. When I get upstair,s I select an episode of How I Met Your Mother on my TiVo and get ready to indulge in the delicious sandwich that has befallen me. But as I unwrap it and prepare to take my first bite, I notice this huuuge hair inside of the sub.
WHAT.
THE.
HELL.
Now I have quite a dilemma. Do I just take the hair off and eat it anyway or do I let my germophobe perfectionist self put back on my coat and shoes, and go down to a different Subway to order the same sandwich. I IM David Nathanson, my personal consultant, who tells me, “its just a little hair watch your show eat your sub i’m gonna go get a haircut good day for us both.” He’s right. It’s just a hair. It’s not going to harm me in anyway. It won’t effect the deliciousness of my sub. So I tell him okay, and sign off.
Anyway, when I get down to Subway #2 on 25th & Lex, they don’t even have my favorite herbs & cheeses bread! So I had to get regular white bread, and pay for the same sandwich again. But let me tell you: it was hairless, and it was delicious. The end.
