Subway

As much as I would like to write a great review, this particular subway is the dumps. I came here to get a quick sandwich on the run. I usually eat half and save the rest for dinner so for $ 6 I can kill two birds with one stone.
I walked in to a huge line, considering it was lunch rush, it wasn’t such a big deal. When i got to the beginning of the line I realized why the line was going so slow, the guys behind the counter looked as though they smoked a big blunt before they started! Thank goodness they remembered to wear their gloves! They made my sandwich the way I asked and I was finally on my way.
The real surprise is when I was trying to eat while walking down Westminster, the sandwich wasn’t properly cut leading to the toppings falling out all over the ground, and me looking like a giant pig to fellow passerby’s. To top of that wonderful thought, I had a piece of clear plastic in my last bite. Yummayyy. not.
Ill stick to outer city Subways from now on.

I actually had a really good experience here, not once but twice. The staff member was kind and courteous and got all of my orders right. I ordered a lot of food. I am an out of towner, and never felt unsafe. Probably because I’m from Philadelphia. The food was good, the bread was fresh, and the price was really good. They were having a $ 2 six inch special.

The absolute worst Subway I have ever been to.
It’s small, never clean and always crowded. Forget coming around lunch time when everyone else that works downtown is on lunch. It is highly probable you could be waiting twenty minutes only to have nowhere to sit and if you do it’s riddled with wilted lettuce and bread crumbs.
Do I still go here? Of course, I don’t want to have to go to the mall to get a flippin sandwich. I just go after lunch rush and I bring it back to the office so I don’t have to sit in the dirty dining room.
Would I go here if I didn’t work down the street? Probably not.

Back in the broke old days of college, I worked at a Subway for a while. It was a boring but tolerable job making boring but tolerable sandwiches. Having been on the receiving end of that pitiful paycheck, it was never my intention to become one of those crazy, bitchy customers who storms out of a fast food place because of some problem with the service. Until this morning, lord help me, I tried to get a breakfast sandwich and found myself smack in the middle of something bizarre.
It was 8:30am and Kennedy Plaza was crowded, but the only customer in the Subway was a bleary-​eyed young man drinking out of a cup from another establishment. There was a Subway employee behind the counter, but she left before I made it there and wandered over to talk to the other customer. I waited at the counter for a minute or so, and when she came back, she passed by me without looking at me and disappeared into the back. After another minute she returned, toting an improbable number of bags of frozen cookie dough. At that point I tried to get her attention, but she told me to wait and began laying cookie sheets on every available surface. I stood there while she clumsily tore open the bags and spilled cookies onto each sheet, stuffed them into the oven (which was on, but the door was open) and laid out yet more cookie sheets — all the while wondering if I actually wanted a sandwich after all. Finally, after she dropped a bag of cookies right in front of me and still managed to ignore me while trying to scoop them up, I said, «Seriously?!», and left.
«Sorry hon, I gotta get these cookies in. Have a nice day now!» She called out after me.
So be warned. You cannot get a sandwich at 8:30am at the Downtown Subway. 8:30 is cookie time. The other customers presumably know this already, which is why they aren’t there.