Subway

The prices on the board do not match, the quality of the food served is equivalent to opening a burger from Rally’s, and the employees are flat out rude. Probably the worst Subway I’ve ever been to.

This is by far the worst subway I have ever been to. I drive all the way up claiborne to Louisiana ave. to go to that subway because they actually know how to prepare a sandwich. This subway can’t layer the sandwich right, the ingredients aren’t fresh, and they don’t give a shit about their jobs. Worst subway experience ever they even manage to fuck up the meatball sub — how that is possible I do not know.

That one reviewer is a turd.
That’s being said this subway does suck mainly because the workers are jerks and they skimp on the toppings.

I don’t agree with Richard P’s review.
If you order certain things at Subway, they can be unhealthy. You can customize your sandwich at Subway. This is the case for ALL Subways, not just this one. And who goes to Subway for the décor or the restaurant experience? So, let’s assume you decide to go to Subway knowing that you’re going to go through a line to customize your selected sandwich, you’ll pay, and then you’ll will choose to dine in on fast food furniture or take out.
In general, I like Subway. That said, this is, and has historically been, a bad Subway. Service is mediocre even on a New Orleans fast food service scale. Richard P’s comment that there is usually one employee working and two standing is pretty accurate. Their focus is poor (asking several times what you want and not remembering) and makes you think there has got to be a machine that can do this better than these ladies.
Ownership of this Subway is also bad. They are cheap. They charge for things many Subways include (spinach). They have fewer $ 5 options and have strict coupon policies.
If there was another Subway next door to this one, I would probably always pick the other Subway, but since there isn’t and it’s convenient for me, I go despite my two star (too generous) opinion.

I always go to Subway thinking «Surely this will be healthier than the Burger King I was about to get,» but the Frankenstein of a submarine I end up creating always turns out to be an artery clogging beast of epic proportions. I mean, whose idea was it to allow people to choose meatballs as an option for anything but a replacement for Nyquil?
And while we’re talking about choice, whose brilliant idea was it to make customers have to choose everything that goes on a sandwich in the first place? If I’m going to get fast food and shitty service, don’t make me work for it. What do you mean I have to pick all the ingredients? Just make it the way it comes. Turn around, look at the picture and make THAT sandwich.
Imagine this exchange at Wendy’s:
Customer: Can I get a number four please?
Employee: What type of bread?
Customer: Um… a bun?
Employee: Do you want that hot or cold?
Customer: Hot… I guess…
Employee: What else would you like on it?
Customer: Lettuce.
Employee: What else?
Customer: Tomato.
Employee: Anything else?
Customer: YES, FUCK. WHATEVER COMES ON A FUCKING SANDWICH. CHRIST ALMIGHTY. WHY DON’T I JUST COME BACK THERE AND MAKE IT MYSELF SINCE I’M DOING MOST OF THE WORK ANYWAY?
SHIT.
Anyway, let’s get more specific and talk about THIS actual Subway franchise.
Upon entering this Subway, the employees are always quick to greet customers with a friendly «Welcome to Subway.» This warm salutation, however, is terribly misleading because it gives the impression that they give any kind of fuck about you or your food. My favorite metaphorical middle finger to the customer is when there are three employees hanging out behind the counter but only one is doing any work. And instead of ringing you up right after putting the finishing touches on your heart attack of a sandwich, they start working on the next customer so they can ring you both up at the same time. I wouldn’t have a problem with this except I always get stuck in front of a mom with a van full of kids coming from Newman soccer practice and all twelve boys are getting the most complicated 37 ingredient subs known to man. I’ve been tempted several times to just grab my hoagie and bolt but for some reason there’s always a dozen cops hanging out in this place (I’m assuming to keep hispanics form hanging out in front of the Circle K next door).
If you have the luxury of getting to stay and enjoy your meal in the actual Subway Restaurant, (either because you’re the loneliest human being in the world or you’re mildly brain dead) you’ll notice a collage of images on the walls made from old pictures of Subway trains in New York City. Am I supposed to believe that I’m eating in a subway? Or that subway trains have something to do with Subway sandwiches? Were Subway sandwiches invented in a subway tunnel? Clearly those aren’t ingredients being used in the food. Maybe spare parts from the trains are being put in the meatballs? I don’t get it. Fuck you, Subway. At least McDonald’s doesn’t try to trick us by putting cows on the walls.