I tell you to fuck off and not come to my shop anymore when you came around with another girl after essentially “fucking and chucking” me, as everyone puts it, and so your brilliant plan is to send girls ’round to fetch your sandwiches for you? Are you fucking thick? Do you just think I’m an idiot and that I will not notice? Again, FUCK OFF, you deadbeat loser. —Cannot Wait Until You Move
This article appears in Dec 15-21, 2011.
High drama at Subway. Turkey subs at high noon. Boy, oh, boy, I can’t wait for the next episode.
Hah, what’s with this guy? A customer of the sandwich shop finagles his way into the bed of the Sandwich Artist for a one night stand, then convinces other women to fetch sandwiches for him? He could do wonderful things with those talents instead of wasting them on ladies and sandwiches.
are YOU stupid? Or just seriously unprofessional? You can’t turn away a customer just because you don’t like that he chose another girl over you.
Do you OWN this particular establishment OP? If not, chances are your boss has some rather different ideas of the “right to refuse service to anyone” policy. And if so, i predict you’ll be out of business within six months.
Seriously. Stop being gauche, do your job and leave your personal shit at home.
I can only imagine you making a royal scene when he came in with another girl, peripheral customers looking away, embarrassed for you both.
If i were your boss, sweetie, that would have been your last day. You don’t pull that kind of shit at work. For that 8 hours or whatever, it’s not about you OR your failed romances.
lol, like what Mel!!?
How bout since OP doesn’t own the shop she can deal with the embarrassment of serving someone who she fucked.
You can’t stop him from going there, but you asked and he agreed. There’s DEFINITELY nothing you can do about him sending people to get sandwiches for him, but have fun explaining to your boss why you are refusing service for reasons to do with your personal life, or just make the sandwich with a smile and go home at the end of your shift.
He wins when you get upset. Just serve his sub-messenger like you would anyone else and don’t give her anything to relay back to him. Or just go out back and give your asscrack a good scratch before you make the sub. I wouldn’t recommend that because it could cost you your job. If you do just make sure you’re off camera.
Seriously, the more you let it show that his behavior is getting to you, the more control he ultimately has over your emotions.
I suggest you get over it, people fuck and don’t call you back, and people like sandwiches. It’s called being mature and professional. You might just be an SET, OP.
PS
If by some chance you DO actually own the shop, then obviously you can do whatever you want, but if someone witnesses you refusing a customer it might cause them not to want to go there anymore and your business could suffer.
Happy sub-slangin
Ditto what IK said. And, maybe you were the ‘victim’ of the fuck and chuck because he saw you were just a little on the controlling/angry/jealous side?!? I don’t know, of course, but just a thought.
You gotta get over it darlin’, as I’m sure this won’t be the last guy that appears and then disappears from your personal life … you can’t send them all into exile. And, if you think he’s doing this to get to yank your chain … take the high road honey … serve him with a smile and don’t let him see that it pisses you off because he could be feeding off of your reaction.
come to the dark side with the suckster, he will make it all better.
And OP hon.. he’s not coming around to fuck with you. That’s what jilted lovers or angry exes do. not a guy who porked you a few times and then took off. He probably forgot you even worked there.
Sorry..
Pfffffffffttttt, shut up and make him a sandwich!!!
Why don’t you spell out FUCK OFF on his next sandwich? (and tell the new gal you caught something nasty from him)
any way to ‘accidentally’ sneak some extra jalapeno’s on there when they’re not looking?
or habanero’s if you can muster up a few….
make that sammich muy buenos
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Meh, meh meh.
Meh.
Also, meh.
To answer your question Tommy, I believe he could be a Prime Minister or a business man who could “sell ice to a Northern Canadian inhabitant” as they say.
pfft… Getting the current girl to get you a sandwich because the former girl works at the sandwich place and doesn’t like you anymore because you dogged her trumps all that ten fold! Not too many men can lay that claim. Probably fewer than have become Prime Minister!
lol I’m kidding of course. There is no shortage of girls out there with low self esteem who are willing to do this sort of thing, and the guys who pray on them are scumbags who will never know what it’s like to be happy.
But it’s still kinda funny..
Sorry OP but this is funny and the comments are even funnier. I liked the line we can’t exile our ex’s. I know that I would like to have an island for a few of my ex’s but it just isn’t legal yet. *sigh*
Move on and be so nice to the new girl you make yourself throw up a little in your mouth. Rise above this one.
The only way he could “fuck and chuck” is for you to open your legs. So how long had you been dating him before said opening? Your answer to this could explain a lot of things.
OK woah. He pursued ME, we dated, I told him he’d have to wait, and he did, but somehow got me to sleep with him eventually because I guess I’m just an idiot? Then just vanishes. Fine. That’s all well and done – you have the right to decide you don’t dig someone anymore. You have the right to stop talking to someone you fucked. That is not the problem.
But then he comes around with other girls, which I found disrespectful and insulting. Do you all go to the work places of past lovers? I certainly don’t – it’s fucking weird. Especially not ones you just fucked and stopped talking to, and especially not with other girls/guys… After that, I told him not to come by my work anymore, because who wants an ex-anything coming by their work? So now he sends girls to get his lunch for him.
And “isosceles_kramer”, who said I refused anyone service? I am perfectly sweet to EVERYONE who comes into my shop, I would never be mean, I just wish he would get the hell away entirely so I wouldn’t have these constant reminders of how I got played while I am trying to do my job. It’s actually super painful – no one likes feeling used. Also no one “forgets” who works at my shop, it’s a small business, I’m the only one who interacts with customers – they all know me by name for goodness sake.
I won’t even respond to the “opened your legs” comment, just even more insulting, not to mention sexist, connotations
I’m not jealous, I’m hurt by getting screwed over by someone because I stupidly believed what they said to me. Anyway, thanks for adding even MORE insult to the insult to my injury with your assumptions, guys! I feel so much better now!! Definitely won’t bother trying to vent on here again. God.
It may be painful but you have to put it behind you. So you got played, it happens to all of us at one time. You just unfortunately work at a business where exes have the right to go if they wish. They’re just another customer nothing more. Keep that perspective.
Eww Subway is fuckin nasty. Mmm, I love those fresh onions pre-cut and half frozen from a plastic bag.
Oh darlin’ … as much as you might want to scream, vomit or burst into tears … don’t let them (him or his sandwich fetching groupies) see it. Like I said, serve them with a smile … even if you’d rather rip their face off. What doesn’t kill you will only make you stronger.
And a lot of the comments here are based on assumptions that are made when reading a bitch … there are generally a lot of gaps in the bitch, no one gives the full story from A to Z. You, as the writer, know the full deets but we don’t and can end up painting a different story in each of our minds … that’s what we comment on (or at least I do). When you come to a public board … you have to be prepared to get the good and the bad. And sometimes the bad isn’t really bad … just a perspective you haven’t considered and it becomes more of a reality check instead.
Again, yes he is allowed to do whatever he wants, as I have said again and again, but I am in no way obligated to like it. I’ve never once behaved unprofessionally/shown that I was upset. This is a bitch board, so I bitched.
But yeah, wanting to scream/vomit/burst into tears essentially describes my feelings toward the whole situation.
I am sorry OP but it is always funnier when it isn’t happening to you (meaning me, right now). So I am sorry I found it funny that was actually insensitive of me, but I can’t deny that was my initial reaction. Let me explain why. When you are the one going through it …it really does suck. Things similar to this have probably happened to all of us and I know you will get over it and see what an asshole he is and how much you never want to be with someone like him. That really isn’t classy of him at all, as no one should drag your work life into a personal situation it just isn’t right. (unless you work together which is another story) .
Here is my story if it will make you feel better at all.
I had someone live with me in my house for about 6 months and I knew him from school and we hooked up years later so it all seemed soooo right. He was *transitioning* into a new commission job so he lived for free because well, he just didn’t make any money. (yes, I was a fool) Long story short I found out he was a user and wasn’t appreciating what I was doing for him by giving him the opportunity to establish himself in his new career etc……. 12 hours after I sent him packing he was in a relationship on facebook with someone else we went to school with. He apparently found a new residence & relationship within 12 hours. She was on my damn friend list and I had to look at all the fun and games they were having with their new relationship along with all my friends that we had mutually. Until I deleted her because it was like watching a car accident. It really sucked and even though he was an asshole and on the prowl, it hurt really bad. But what you learn from it is worth its weight in gold- believe it or not. It will make you smarter and stronger.
Hold your head high in a little more time you will be able to thank her for taking him out of your life. You might even look forward to seeing them together to remind you of the fortunate incident that happened to break you from him.
Valid. There was a similar story on Curb Your Enthusiasm. You can’t expect to keep getting the sandwiches after that.
I still think it’s funny!!! Bottom line is you fell for a line and fucked him too soon. Big deal, get over it. As you get older you realize there are much more important things in life than dwelling on past mistakes. Take ownership of your fuck up, stop blaming him, ultimately it was your decision not his. You couldn’t tell by the way he acted and the type of friends he kept that he was a “playa”? Sounds like you need to pay more attention and become more familiar with the signs of douchebaggery. You’re right, he is allowed to do whatever he wants, and you don’t have to be happy for him, but you playing the jealous whackjob over some guy you barely knew is quite funny.
Heey now Sodey! I used to work at a Subway and the thing I hated most was cutting those fresh onions :P! It hurts the eyes like you would not imagine! The only vegetables that come in a bag and already cut is the lettuce! Well, and of course pickles and olives.
I still think it’s a little much to expect him not to have friends grab a sandwich for him. Not coming to the shop anymore is bad enough, but it’s the tactful thing to do. How do even you know they are grabbing it for him?
Hate to break this to you, but having to serve people you’ve fucked or had failed relationships with is a part of working in the service industry.
I understand why you’re upset though, OP, but you have no choice but to get over it and learn from it. I’m glad to hear you say you serve everyone with a smile because getting in trouble at work over this type of shit is no bueno.
My first job was Subway.. I can vouch for what Mel’s sayin. Only thing that gets kept in the freezer is cookies and a few other things, no veggies.
OP, this almost reminds me of an older TV commercial…..”Fuck off! Get your own sandwich!” ROTFLMAO
If you don’t laugh about this OP you will cry. Laughing with your friends about it will get you through this much faster. Have a good Holiday. For some reason you are still on my mind and I hope that you see that he isn’t worth it & to truly hold your head high. Happy Holidays!! Don’t let some guy ruin that.
Here’s a story somewhat similar to yours OP that may make you laugh. Back in high school, I went to this one party. There was an Asian boy there who was also a virgin, so naturally I gravitated toward him. At that age, boys who were virgins were frowned upon by their peers. We made out at one point and I’m not quite sure how it happened, but -IT- poked a hole through his pants. Maybe there was already a hole in his pants and it ripped more or something, I don’t know, but it was funny. Fast forward like a year or so later, I was working at a drug store. He’s in my line-up. He’s buying condoms. The whole time I’m trying soo hard not to laugh, I couldn’t even ask him if he had an Optimum Card because that would just add to the hilarity I thought. Any time a guy came in, all awkward buying condoms was a good day. That’s one of the things I loved about the job. They’d always do the whole, “Oh, well I’ll buy a bottle of pop at the same time, so they won’t notice the condoms” thing. Teeheee.
Bahahaha oh that poor guy.
“Optimum Card” I jusssst checked my points … I can’t even buy a can of Sprite … all the times I use that card. Oh that’s irritating!
My Bro-In-Law used to work the prestigious midnight shift at the Fenwick Shopper’s back in the mid-80s. The most purchased items were condoms and cartons of smokes, usually at the same time. Brilliant choice, because the last thing you want to do is risk getting a debilitating disease that’s going to kill you slowly over a couple of years. Duhhh.
He had one regular customer, an old fellow who’d had a laryngotomy (sic) and had one of those throat buzzer thingies. It was all he could do to keep from laughing when the entire store heard Mr. Cylon Voice demanding “carton of Export A ‘s, please”
lol!
You’d think he’d go to another drug store or something.
These kinds of things happen to everyone. Someone plays you or uses you or fucks you over, or is witness to a really embarrassing moment, and then you run into them years later, and it’s usually awkward.
This one girl in High School who I was seeing for a short time, I guess wasn’t really feelin me, but instead of just telling me that, she decided to make up some elaborate lie about some guy who she (and everybody in the school) knew I didn’t get along with trying to force himself on her and her giving in. I’m not sure what she was trying to accomplish. I went and got in a fist fight with the guy (our second in the span of a couple months) and then came to find out from multiple witnesses that he could not have been forcing himself on this girl, at his aunt’s house as she had claimed, because he was at a party. Also people who had known her for a while said that she had a long track record of lying to people. This was after I had been suspended from school and all that good stuff. Good old false sexual abuse claims. Pretty much THE fastest way to lost my respect.
Ran into that compulsive liar little diva a few years later, at Subway, ironically enough. Gave her a dirty look at went about my day. I still haven’t spoken a word to her since she fed me that line of shit.. fuck is wrong with people? It was high school but still, that’s pretty dirty.
Who else is at work today? Today is one of those days I’m thankful for my extremely short commute.
I once knew a girl named Diva. She looked like a lamprey. True story.
Ahhhhhhhhh expletive ’em all TJ.
At work. Semi short commute.
My Grandmother used to own a farm on the banks of the Nashwaak River. Swimming in June when the “lampers” were spawning was always a sporty proposition. I was standing in water up to my knees and glanced into a nest they’d made in the gravel, saw 2, and legged it to the bank like old JC. Perhaps they had lampreys in the Red Sea when he walked on water. Got leeched a couple of times too; fortunately, back then, all the relatives smoked so removal was a breeze.
Was at work. Am now home preparing to head to the parent’s place.
I don’t think he knew I worked there 😛 I wanted to just make a joke the whole time, just to make him feel less awkward but I don’t think saying “Congrats!” would have made it better for him haha.
I also had to help an old couple pick out some lube once… they chose Life Brand “Intimate Fluid”. Life Brand has the coolest packaging… their “Imodium” like thing just said “Diarrhea Relief” in big black letters. One man came in, asking if we had the 3-packs of condoms. We didn’t up front by my cash, and I couldn’t leave so I had to get one of the older managers to go search with him… well we didn’t have any and the guy left, without condoms. I presume he went down the street to the adult video store to buy one of their 25 cent condoms. I guess whatever lady he was going to be with wasn’t worth a 12-pack.
aah leeches and cigarettes, now that brings back memories. everyone had cool lighters, well the men did. wooden matches work the best and leeches are one of the reasons i prefer the ocean^^
Up until the Flick-Your-Bic revolution, The Old Man always had a Ronson, engraved with the regimental insignia.
I’m trying to figure out where you worked Mel, was it in Dartmouth? I wasn’t aware there was adult video store on the Hali side of the bridge, so was it the Lawtons on Main St. in Dartmouth? I used to live right behind the porn shack there. Good times.
Lol Mel.
Because of my allergy, I don’t use latex condoms, I use these…
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I love asking the staff, “got anything bigger?” =)
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I’m glad there’s snow, even if I’ve just cleared the driveway, hopefully it’ll stay.
Now if only the lakes would freeze.
Trojans SUCK.
I HATE that brand.
I hate condoms in general (necessary evil), but damn, those are the worst.
I’m not at work today, but I was out and aboot finishing up my shopping — and what do I do? I forget to take my second the third bag from wally world. So now I have to go out again and see if someone turned it in and if not, spend more money on crap I already paid for.
Including lasagne noodles. I was going to surprise my mama with a nice lasagne for when she got home tonight.
I need a damn hug, guys!
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“out and aboot” heh
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… now I want a burger …
-.-
What, the one I gave you on Sunday wasn’t enough? I’m not a machine!
Oh and PK, I’m a Durex man, just FYI 😉
You left me wanting more, Mr Thomas! Your hugs are the best! 🙂
And points for not being a lifestyles guy. Those are for men with little penises! *thumbsup*
lol really? Was not aware. So it’s durex or (preferably) nothin for you huh?
*takes notes*
I’m outta here guys, Merry Christmas! PK, call me
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EUUUUHEUHFUHG TROJANS. FUCK THOSE. Actually, don’t fuck those. They smell like a hospital.
Oh and I worked at the SDM near Main St in Dartmouth, Tommy. I think that’s where a lot of my hatred toward that town came from…
Right, shoppers, that would have been the more obvious choice.
Don’t let that area shape your view of Dartmouth as a whole. As much as people talk about the north end, that little Lakecrest/Tacoma area is probably the sleaziest, greaziest hood in Dartmouth. I’ve lived all over.
Those people belong in a zoo.
lol-I had condoms in the amenities baskets my wedding reception (hey, it was the 90s). I got them for free at the needle exchange. They were the cool coloured ones, like in ‘Pretty Woman.’ When I was a class advisor, I snuck a handful into the amenities baskets at the prom, too!
that’s why you’re my kinda gal xeno
You’re a smart lady, xeno. Weddings/proms just scream “hookups! hookups!”
Also, Thomas: I don’t call boys. I make them call me. 😉
“I make them call me”
mmmmnnfnfffnnnfmmmmm mmsssmmffmmmmssttmtm
(That’s me biting my tongue, trying to stay outta trouble for the holiday’s ~:)
Merry xmas to all the bitchers, & an extra big merry wishes as well to all the regular commenter’s.
Just an FYI…I didn’t get a deer this past season, so I’ve loaded the rifle & if I get a chance at one of Santa’s reindeer tonight, I’m taking it.
So one less reindeer in harness might make him a bit late…but better late than never.
Simple~~ tell the girls who order for him to be careful cuz he has crabs. Then find a way to fuck up his sandwich every time. If no onions, put on extra. Make it real grosse. And write “Fuck u” on the bun with the mustard.
op… who said you tried to refuse him service?
You did.
And i quote..
“I tell you to fuck off and not come to my shop anymore when you came around with another girl “
You gotta grow up sista. Seriously.