I met my soul mate today-- or should I say "sub mate."
We both got a 6-inch veggie on wheat, toasted, with swiss cheese, all veggies (no black olives) and honey mustard. WHAT are the chances, people???
I felt like a crazy stalker lady, because I was behind him in line and basically repeating everything he said. At the end, I looked at him and went, "yaaay- we got the same sub!" He didn't seem amused in the slightest and was far too focused on how the cashier was being way too slow, thus preventing him from exiting at a quicker pace to run away from the weirdo behind him in line.
Ouch... Sorry, dude. Just commenting on the awesomeness that just happened when we ordered the exact same sub. Come on!
Can I just say, that I'm so lucky to have already found someone who actually gets amused by those things? My man and I are so not submates and probably not even soul mates for that matter (like that even exists), but we certainly entertain each other with our silly quirks and not-so-funny jokes....what complete strangers find scary, we find endearing. I dig that.
...even though he would totally put olives on his sandwich. *shudder*
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