No, I have not fallen in love with an Irish dude.


Instead, it is this new sandwich parlour in One Utama, which currently ranks #2 for me. No more Oliver's. I think I've outgrown that. Their menu never seem to change, boring sandwiches, same ol' same ol'. Why #2? Coz #1 is still Subway. Long live Subway! If Subway has an outlet just below my office, hah, I can foresee almost a quarter of my salary will be contributed to the Subway 'fund'. Subway, subway, subway, all the way.


Anyway, about O'Brien's, I was there just now for lunch with a friend. My second time there, I chose Salmon with Cream Cheese something something... (obviously the name isn't just as simple as that la, how to entice customers being so blunt right?), wrapped in hot wholemeal wrappo. Yum yum. Ingredients are neatly wrapped up in a piping hot tortilla wrappo, just as perfect that I couldn't help but think Ms. Perfectly Flawed would for once, skip her usual 'fork + knife' routine and feast on using bare hands. Haha. But then again, somehow I know she won't. I can read you quite well, I think. *Giggles*


As I was blissfully munching away with that companion of mine, I couldn't help but eavesdropped a bit to the conversation between 2 ladies who came together with the waiter at the order counter. The ladies obviously were coming from my gym, coz they were dressed in post-workout attires with sneakers, track pants and all. Apparently, very picky with food.


Lady 1: I would like the "dunno what, dunno what" sandwich, wholemeal, toasted, NO MAYO, NO BUTTER, NO TOMATO SAUCE, NO CHEESE.


Lady 2: Yes, I would like the "dunno what, dunno what" sandwich, wholemeal, make sure NO MAYO and NO BUTTER. Yes, NO CHEESE too. The chicken meat, make sure NO FATS ya? Your coffee, NO SUGAR added yet right?


I turned to my friend.


** ROLLED MY EYES IN THE MOST CIRCULAR MOTION EVER.


Me to friend: Like this, might as well go home make her own sandwich right? Or better still, eat cardboard.


The most I do (and usual) at Subway is this: Choice of sandwich, no onions, no salt. Mustard please. Extra olives. That's all.


Food for thought: If I were to marry a Subway personnel, does that mean I can eat Subway sandwiches FREE for life? Wah, syok.