Right. So yesterday at lunch I went foraging for food, as is my habit, and found myself at Subway. Well, I guess I can’t really say that I “found myself” — I didn’t walk in and see myself already at the counter. What a strange expression.
Anyway, I ended up at Subway and ordered my usual chicken sub, but this time I splurged. I asked for bacon. Yummy, crispy, delicious bacon. Incidentally, it’s a bad idea to write about food right before lunchtime. Anyway, when I got to the cash register, I had a shock when they told me the price: the sub was just under $10. That’s about $2 more than the already expensive price of a chicken sub.
Why was it expensive? The bacon. Four strips of bacon, which my arithmetical skills tell me are roughly 50 cents each, raised the price to a criminal ten dollars. For a sandwich. What kind of rare and exotic pig does this stuff come from that it costs so much?
I was aghast, but paid it anyway. And the really annoying part of this is that I’m so hungry that I’ll probably buy another today.
End of rant.