Subway, eat fresh or die trying

I was reading the divine Paula Grace's blog about our rapping Subway adventure and it reminded me of a story from a while back when we still worked at the same place and hit the Subway across the street for lunch. They don't play hardcore rap there, but they are still pretty busy. We went in and Paula was voicing her opinions on what she should or shouldn't eat (though she should eat whatever she wants cause she's gorgeous) and decided on tuna (yuck, but hey every one's different). The lady in front of her, seemed normal and friendly, agreed that tuna sounded great. We listened to her order the sandwich, in a normal tone, asking for her cheese and moving on down the line. The lady then said, and I quote word for word, "green peppers, no jalapenos..." and as she said this the subway employee promptly dropped the green peppers and picked up the jalapenos, little did he know this was a deathly error on his part. Suddenly, from this little woman, sprang the voice of the devil, "NOOOOOOO!!!!! NOOO JALAPENOS ON MY SANDWICH, I SAID NOOOO!!!!" As the flames shot out of her head and everyone turned to stare, she continued to scream that the sandwich maker was trying to kill her, she was deathly allergic to jalapenos, was he crazy. He must immediately drop the sandwich, change his gloves (lest the juice of the poisonous pepper touch her new bread) and make her a new sandwich. I've never seen someone so passionate about her lunch...it was freaking funny...