My Watercooler

Last Saturday while being in charge of August for the lunch shift/ nap time, I decided I had a hankering for a subway sandwich from the “Yellow Submarine” down the street.  It’s stupid really.  For some reason I occasionally choose to pay $7 for a turkey and cheese with mustard and pickles on a roll instead of just buying those items and assembling the sandwich myself.  But whatever, sometimes it’s nice to have someone make you a sandwich.  Anyhow, so on Saturday, August and I called our sandwich in ahead of time so we wouldn’t have to wait too long or be late for our nap time.  We went down thirty minutes later, waited a few minutes, an old woman behind the counter handed us our sandwich and we were on our way. (more…)