05/18/2007 Archived Entry: "So I was at subway"
About to order a double turkey with cucumber, onions, green peppers, tomatoes, and honey mustard. My thoughts of deliciousness were rudely interrupted by the sandwich maker asking me “is there cheese on this?”. Confusion ensured.
Clearly, there was no cheese on my sandwich. She had not put any on yet, why was she asking such a ridiculous question? Was she testing my occular faculties as a random service now provided by the friendly staff of Subway restaurants? Was it a philosophical query? Indicating that the cheese would be purely a product of my mind; I would think the cheese, and so it would be. Perhaps Subway had now developped some sort of quantum cheese with which they replaced the standard newtonian-cheese, whereby the cheese simultaneously did and did not exist on my turkey cold cut and settled upon a state only when I had observed it.
Eventually, there was cheddar cheese on my sandwich. Which was better than the guy behind me who had decided that, yes, indeed, there was american cheese on his.
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Posted by Étienne @ 05/21/2007 07:33 PM EST