Yesterday when I was at work, (I work at subway here in the lovely city of Huntsville, AL) a customer orders the Friday value meal special. It was tuna on a 6 inch sub, bread of their choice, with chips and drink, when she asked if the tuna was fresh.
Me being, well, me, blinked and had a stupified moment. I had this look of confusion on my face apparently and so she explained about how the tuna had tasted fishy and whatnot.
'Fishy? You're complaining about tuna tasting fishy?' This was running in my head and I dare not say it aloud for I would have lost my job.
'Tuna is suppose to taste fishy, you twit!' This, too, was rambling along inside my head.
Which leads me to believe she fell short of a few marbles. Oh well. Sweet person, really. I just felt like writing a blog about it.
