I occasionally get a sandwich from Subway for lunch since there is one right next to my office (and that “5-dollar foot long” has been drilled into my head so much, I feel drawn to the store). Also, it’s getting harder and harder to get a cheap sandwich in manhattan, so the $5-dollar deal is pretty reasonable, despite the fact that the sandwiches aren’t that great.

Anyway, so I was waiting in line to get my sandwich and a flamingly gay guy (not that there’s anything wrong with that) in front of me orders his sandwich:

Guy: “I’ll take a meatball sub.”
Subway Employee: “Footlong?”
Guy: “No a six-incher is all I can handle.”

I had to summon every last ounce of my willpower to avoid laughing out loud (or LOL’ing as the kids call it). Neither of them even cracked a smile.

Then the girl immediately behind me (who was wearing way too much make up, a matching tracksuit, large hoop earrings, and was way too tan for winter) orders a “6-inch Italian” and starts hysterically laughing. Thank you! At least someone else realizes how ridiculous these orders are. Also, based on her appearance, something tells me that wasn’t the first time she made that order.

Subway: where penis jokes abound.