Subway — Restaurant in Cedar Grove

The day if Easter is when I came to this subway and this kind employee with a camera on his head hurried into the parking lot who lead me and pushed my grandma (she is in a wheelchair) into the store. He noticed I had a cross necklace on and asked me if I am religious. Before I even had a chance to respond he started singing church music to me as well as Christmas carols. During his singing I felt my soul leave my body and fly up to the North Pole. After that he took my order as well as my grandma’s. He scored the bread to make a self portrait of Jesus with the sand which knife (who looks a lot like the employee looking back). As I was leaving he stopped me and my grandma and gave us both back massages for free. It was the best thing I have ever felt. It was so good that my grandma flew out the building from the out of the world experience. He ordered me and Uber on my way home and when it arrives I see the car. It is the best lambo I have ever seen. Leather seats, and beer. We went in and drank until the sun went down. I was getting out of the car and then the employee threw and ender pearl and opened the door in front of me. He rolled out a red carpet and was my personal body guard to my cedar grove home. Before I stepped in I heard him say, “ hey baby boo, I almost forgot to give you this.” Out of no where he pulls a cookie out his pants and said “this is for you love” and swipes the cookie up his cheeks like we were at Walmart and he asked me for debit or credit. I gobble it up as it has a trace of god himself on it. I finally walk in and he follows me. My gf asks “who is this?” And I answer “milad mirg from subway.” She instantly fainted at the thought that Jesus was in our kitchen. As she is laying there and recovering milad carries me to at least 3 fortnite and call of duty warzone wins each as we are drinking bud light until the sun comes up. I later fall asleep on his shoulder. When I wake up I felt a hand on me. I opened my eyes and still saw no one there. Then wisphered in my ear I hear, “ thank you for what you’ve done baby boo.” Is that Jesus himself??? Or wait, is it milad from subway. I quickly found out and celebrated the fact that it was the second option. I walk out of my room and I see bacon and eggs prepared on a plate for me. It was the second best thing I’ve ever had. First was the subway sandwich I had the day before. As I am eating I hear clapping sounds from my gf’s room like it was the end of a Shakespeare play in Hollywood. Soon after I see my gf and milad come out come out the room. My gf in a robe and milad in just shorts. He was built like a 5x weight lifting world champion whit all his big burly muscles. He was walking towards the door and said. “Bye baby boo’s and thanks for the tip.” He walks out and I scramble after him. I see that he has set up a trampoline outside of my house. He points up and I see something coming down from the sun. It is my grandma! And with no wheel chair! She lands feet first and now no longer needs a wheelchair. She now has the mobility of usain bolt, but I would go on to say even better. I go back into the house and check my wallet. I can’t find my credit card? I then remember “thanks for the tip” as milad said. He must of took it. After that though, how can a man be mad? I just wish he gave me one super sexy kiss while watching the sunrise. I indeed do recommend this place to any customers, unless they are trying to steal my baby...

It was dark. They had been following me for a long time. I could feel the sweat on my forehead pooling, ready to drip down my face. My heart beat like a drum as I rounded the corner. I needed to make a decision. As the light turned red I pumped the gas, hearing the squeal of my tires and the sudden pressure from my abrupt acceleration. I could hear the black van behind me mimic the sound as they ran the light to catch me. I knew now that I had only one chance, there could only be one way to escape my assailants. I kicked it, hightailing it to the only place where I could find refuge. I hit 100, 125, 150. Somehow my heart started to beat faster. The blood pumped in my ears, I could feel my pulse in my throat. I pumped the brake as I pulled up in front of the familiar green glow of my favorite sandwhich shop. I shifted into park and leapt from my car into the street, running as fast as I could. I saw the flash of the black van as it skidded into place next to my Porsche. I could hear the doors open, I knew now that I had seconds to live. Suddenly the door flew open and all was saved! "Stand down sir, I'll take care of this." Gunshots in my ears and subs in the air. Truly, this was the man I was looking for. A sandwich artist like no other, making his mark on the battlefield. It was over in seconds, extra chipotle sauce covered his targets. The ground was a mess of bread and sandwich meat. My assailants lay stunned on the ground, covered from head to toe with the bitter taste of defeat. My hero turned to face me. "You look shaken, would you like a free cookie, sir? Said Milad. As I grasped his hand in infinite gratitude, "Yes my friend, truly I would."

All was well in...

A few days ago i was chilling at my house on mars, then all of a sudden i got a powerful urge to go eat at a Subway. We dont have Subways on mars, so it was very peculiar. I brushed it off and didnt think about it, until i got another urge to go to Subway. I was thinking “i have to go to Subway immediately!!”. I got in my rocket and flew all the way to Earth. My tracker was pointing me towards a Subway in New Jersey, and at the time i had never heard of New Jersey before. I landed in parking lot of the subway, and everyone around me started running away and panicking. I couldn’t figure out why until i realized i had just landed a massive space ship in the driveway of the Subway. I walked inside and the only person who was in there was a fine fellow named Milad. (All the customers and employees ran out when i landed) i walked up to the counter and he asked what he could do for me. I said to him, “lemme get the usual”. The thing is, ive never been to this Subway before, let alone any Subway at all, so i have absolutely no idea why i said that, but Milad seemed to know exactly what to make for me. I saw him rush to get some bread, he rushed over to the meatballs, he rushed over to the cheese, then toasted it in the oven. He did it all so fast but he put each ingredient on with such precision. I was impressed by his speed, and he handed me the sandwich and said, “don’t forget your free cookie!”, and he handed me a free cookie. My favorite meal is mars dust bread with asteroid meatballs, and he made me a meatball sub. I have no idea now he knew what my favorite sub was, but he did. I moved to earth after that, and now i go to Milad’s Subway ever single day....