I don’t love British food. It isn’t that the ingredients are disgusting, it is more so the combinations of the ingredients that kind of repulse me. Salmon and baked beans baked potatoes and pepperoni and corn pizza just don’t work for me. Uck. So on our nights out, we can’t help but get excited about the consistency of McDonald’s and Subway. I hear angels sing every time I walk into Subway. The bread, the melted cheese, the unlimited soda…sigh. My mouth waters just thinking about it.
Subway is normally something I really look forward to, and today was no exception. I met up with Ben after work and we scuttled in and hopped in line. We started ordering and we were pleasantly surprised when the girl behind the counter actually struck up a conversation with us. She chatted while our sandwiches toasted and then moved down the line as she started putting the toppings on.
Now, as I have stated before, I am a fairly picky eater, and I can’t help but love the fact that Subway caters to this. I can get my sandwich made as simple as I like. Meat, cheese, and mayo. Yep, that’s it. Sometimes I go crazy and get lettuce and tomato, but not today. The girl asked if I wanted salad (that is what they call lettuce) and I said, ‘no, I would just like light mayo.’ She looked from my sandwich to my face and back again. She said, ‘you don’t want any salad?’ I said no thank you and she just kind of paused before she replied, ‘getting fat.’ I am sorry, but did the Subway girl just say I was getting fat?! So I like my mayo, can you really blame me? I did choose Subway over McDonald’s, that has to count for something. Not to mention, I got the light mayo!
I have a great-aunt on my dad’s side of the family who was always very vocal about whether or not I was gaining or losing weight, and I would prepare myself every time I was going to see her for what her comments would be. If I had put on any weight, she would say, ‘oh Raquel (she is hispanic and never really called me Rachael), you are really looking chunky. Maybe you should go on a diet.’ This was obviously never something I looked forward to hearing, but I could handle it as she was family.
There are a lot of things family will say that strangers would never dream of saying. Apparently we have been visiting Subway too often. When the staff start sounding like your great aunts, you know you are in trouble. I may have to put some distance between us as this kind of openness won’t be good for my complex long-term. What am I saying? Nothing is going to keep me from Subway, not even ‘getting fat’ comments. So bring on your worst Subway girl, you can’t keep me away.