There's a Subway in some little side-plaza down the road from work, run by two very sassy black ladies. Today turned out to be too hot for a Cup O'Noodles, so I opted for a sandwich instead (italian, turkey, provolone, lettuce and mayo: the blandest, most boring sandwich imaginable). Only, when I went to pay, I realized I'd taken my wallet out to
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