Subway

Well, my sandwich was ok but they were very skimpy on all ingredients, people I was with and others in line were confused they wanted the $ 5 sandwich and as they got the ingredients they were asked do you want double meat? Do you want double cheese? (No one ever said it cost more… so people in line were like I thought I ordered the $ 5 sandwich)
Then one of the friends I was with found a blonde hair in his sandwich, nothing like that to make you give a 1 star rating.

I haven’t had any bad experiences at this Subway like others. But then again, I’ve only eaten here twice. Maybe I just got lucky with the time of day and all. I came at like 1pm for lunch. I don’t really remember anything about the server. She just made the food quickly and that was that. It tasted fine, I got the multi-​grain bread as usual. One of those 5-​dollar foot long turkey subs.
However, I also wasn’t going there for the purpose of a review, I am just writing all this from memory. Next time I go there I will pay closer attention to everything so I can offer more details.

I happened to be traveling back to my home in Washington and stopped to get a bite to eat at this Pilot gas station/​Subway. As I’m standing in line with 4 people in front of me… one of the employees is busy making sandwiches as one is wandering around looking like she has been crying, and the other just stands at the register with one arm on her hip and the other hanging on the register computer screen. WAKE UP! HELP A SISTAH OUT! Girl’s sweatin here to make a sandwich and you’ve got your hand on your hip? Cool… Well it gets better, lazy bones takin a breather at the register yells out «AAWWWW HHEELLL NNOO!» to what seemed to be a fellow employee standing in line to get lunch. She tells him to come over to the register and demands him to come into work, poor guy looked confused and embarrassed! Man’s just tryin to get lunch and you’re yelling profanities out at work!
I’m just sayin… Things seem a little dysfunctional here and my sandwich was just thrown together. Like previous comments stated. Dry bread. Skimpy portions, RUDE lady working there. I want to say her name was Kate or Katie but buyer beware!

I was here about 3 weeks ago and I still get mad when I think about it. That should speak for itself.
We drove down to Southern California from Seattle, and stopped here at around midnight on the drive back becaue they’re a combo subway/​gas station and I really wanted a tshirt that says something witty about weed.
We were also hungry, so we decied to get food too. First, we had to stand there for a few minutes waiting for the girl behind the counter to stop talking to someone on her walkie talkie. I don’t know what they were talking about but it sounded really inappropriate and she was completely ignoring us. Then she finally comes up and takes our order. There was 4 of us getting food, and she had to keep asking each of us to repeat orders, because «Sorry, I’m talking to someone on the walkie and it’s hard for me to have two conversations at once». SERIOUSLY? My jaw pretty much hit the floor at that point… do your freakin job. I don’t care that it’s midnight, you have customers in front of you.
So she takes my friends orders (still talking more to the radio then to us) and then it’s my turn. I had to ask her 3 times to put oil and vinegar on it, and she was so immersed in her conversation over the walkie that she salted and peppered my sandwich TWICE.
As expected, it was so salty I couldn’t eat it.
Worst experience ever.
There’s another Subway in Weed that I’m sure is perfectly fine.
Go there instead.

Ok it’s nots the worst ever but it wasn’t the best Subway either, things just tasted odd from this one.

So I’ve been meaning to get to this.
Pause. Let me clarify: I’ve been meaning to get to writing this review. I certainly, in no way, shape, or form have been trying to get to this place again.
My darling sister and I were traveling to Oregon to visit, well, my other darling sister. And we got hungry. And we thought we’d try some Subway in the good olé city of Weed. Cmon, how bad could anything in a city named Weed be?
Apparently pretty bad. And by pretty bad, I mean really really horrific.
Since when is Subway attached to a non-​functioning fast food place called «Chester’s Chicken.» Lets start with that — the owner ran both places, and he ran both poorly. Who names a place after Chester? And then converts what used to be a deep frying machine into a religious idol shelf? In retrospect, this whole thing is a WHAT IS GOING ON type of experience.
My sandwich sucked. The service sucked the soul out of me. It vanished just like the stale, dust-​explosive bread. They tried to replace it with an unusually heavy amount of vinegar. That just made me even more bitter.
…and Im still scared that Chester the Chicken is going to try and touch me inappropriately in a van out back… but that might be more of a personal thing…

Worst subway EVAR.
You toasted my sandwich when I asked you not to.
You don’t have spinach and your lettuce looks wilted.
Your red onions look old and are cut huge.
Your pickles and banana peppers are dried up.
Your cashier has a beard that resembles Osama bin laden’s and he’s near my food.
Your bread was not fresh — it turned to dust when gently squeezing it.
I ask for light oil and vinegar and you put on so much I have to tell you to STOP — and then you laugh about it.
Are you mocking me?
What did I do to deserve this? I stopped in Weed because, well, I just wanted to take a picture by the Weed sign — but also because I thought I could find decent food here.
This subway needs to go to hell.