Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Can I get a side of fat ass with that?

I have a consumption question to ask the western world.

Why is the fast food service industries equivalent to flirting adding excessive everything onto a sandwich. I just went to Quizno's for lunch, and despite furthering my addiction to their brocoli soup, I find myself angry at the cute little brunette that helped me today with my ham and swiss sandwich.

I have been going to the same Quizno's all summer. I'm not talking every day but more like 1 every week or so, but after five months that starts to add. This one little saucy sub number is always working and me being the pleasant and enjoyable customer that I am, with a side bowl of fairly cute ;), her and I have an unspoken you know what I mean every time I order a sandwich from her.

When I first ordered a sub, it came pretty straight up, couple pieces of whatever protein I ordered, some lettuce, cheeze, a little sauce on a toasted bun. Yum....and a bowl of soup of course!

Now I go in there, do my candid little lunch time routine of how are you, your quite the sandwich artist, hows the biz, little flirty convo's to go with my combo. But why is it that when any fast food relationship is made, the equivalent to I like you is, heres triple meat, triple sauce, soggy bun, but look at the size of that sandwich.

You wanna talk source of obeseity, remove kindness from transactions, cause I'm sick of being nice to people and as reward receiving a three times the size pile of mush mildly comparing that which I ordered. How bout to be nice, you sprinkle a little rosemary on that sandwich, or tell me what you've experimented with thats not on the menu and we go with that but only charge me the cost of the veggie sub. Now thats hot flirting.

I tell ya, our world would be a lot better off if the mentality gift giving, wasnt so closely associated to MORE MORE MORE. Give me class, craft, and art anyday.

At least the soup was good, and she was still a little cutie...sexy sandwich artist, you.