On not for all the bud in Portland.

I grabbed someone else’s sandwich at the deli counter at Wawa by mistake. This is surely not the first time I’ve done, and it probably won’t be the last, but it is BY FAR the worst swap I’ve ever made.

I ordered a meatball hoagie – straightforward! Meatballs. Marinara. Cheese. Salt. Pepper.

Do you know I got? I got a meatball hoagie. With marinara. And spicy mustard. And provolone. And oil. And vinegar. And cucumbers. And jalapenos. And roasted peppers.

HOW FUCKING HIGH DO YOU HAVE TO BE FOR THAT TO SOUND GOOD? JESUS CHRIST. WHAT THE FUCK.