It's not so much "whatever that means." It's whoever...

"Dear Elder Cannon: you are hereby called to serve as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Colombia Bogota North Mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 24 months...You will prepare to preach the gospel in the Spanish language... "

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Welcome to Subway, how can I help you?

Customer: I'll have a Spicy Italian on 9-grain Honey Oat.

Joey: What kind of cheese would you like on that?

Customer: Um, provolone.

Joey: (cuts open the bread, puts on the meat, and then says:) What kind of cheese would you like on that?

Customer: (gives Joey a funny look, and then says:) Provolone please.

Joey: Oh...I already asked you that, didn't I?


This is pretty much typical after being there for 8 hours. 

And.......kind of sad. But whatever. It's not the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me at Subway. You don't need to hear that story...

Really, you don't.

Have a nice day. Come again soon!



  1. Congratulations, you have now piqued my curiosity. :D Will you tell the story? :)
    Love, Me.

  2. Yeah, I'm beginning to think that we really might need to hear that story.

    Also, I saw a drawing of a guy at Subway recently, and I thought of you....

  3. Well, the story is more just embarrassing for me, and not as funny for you. I'll tell it if you really want, but it wasn't the happiest day of my life... :-/

  4. Josie, you saw a drawing of a guy? Are you sure you didn't see a real guy at Subway? Cause...I did. And you were with me. And it was a ball. Yes? Or different time? :D
    Love, Me.