Subway Westfield Queensgate — Restaurant in North Island

I was walking along, minding my business. In the corner of my eye I see a Subway. "Subway, Eat Fresh" I remembered as I longingly lick my lips and move towards the god-tier sandwich branch. "Hi could I get a veg-" I froze, I stopped and stared at the most beautiful man ever. Tall, short dark hair, beautiful lips. The words slipped out of his lips so soft yet direct. "Hi, welcome to Subway, what would you like?" I stood in awe, before quickly hurrying along with my order, as a very tense man was impatiently waiting with his wife and child behind me.

After watching this adept sandwich maker carefully insert the fillings into the sandwich, before folding the finished sub to perfection, he stared longingly into my eyes and said "Here you go, please pay over here" I paid, and waved goodbye. It was the best night of life.

I can't wait to go back and see him in...

I was walking through the mall after my daily visit to the warehouse where I get a bargain. Suddenly, an immensely powerful force pulled my body towards SUBWAY. A man stood at the counter, his muscles barely contained by his uniform, his face a visage of Zeus carved from the marble mountaintop of Olympus. I looked for his name tag, my head was swirling as if this mans aura of pure masculine power had afflicted me like a disease. Finally I calmed myself enough to read the tag, J...j....jasper, I could only whisper a name with such immense power. As if the name was an incantation I was blown across the room my head snapping against a stone support pillar, my spinal cord broken. Yet still some power kept me alive, I stared into the cold dead eyes of the demon I once thought godly and read his lips. "Chicken Nugget Sub" was all he said, and finally I...

WORST subway experience EVER!! as a loyal subway customer my sunday pork riblet lunch was ruined for good when a quiet unqualified server squashed my bread and began ripping it instead of cutting it. followed by this she picked up the pork and instead of heating it placed it straight onto the bread!! thinking it couldn’t get worse that that she proceeded to place the littlest serves of vegetables possible onto the bread followed by attempting to squirt an empty bottle of sauce onto the already very sad sub. she then passed it onto the next server who passed it to us with sauce all over the wrapper. The cheese toastie was burnt and had very dry cheese, overall this experience was the worst i have ever come across when dining for my sunday pork riblet, should’ve got a pie and a v.

I will not be returning or recommending this subway good job...