Wawa — Restaurant in Ship Bottom

Hoagiefest or Psychological Warfare?

I walked into the Ship Bottom Wawa a normal man. I left questioning the very fabric of reality.

It was supposed to be a simple order: a sub, a salad, and a chili. A wholesome meal. A tribute to Hoagiefest — that once-glorious tradition of affordable carbs and coastal joy.

Instead, I was handed chaos. The salad and sub were tossed at me like someone trying to ward off a raccoon. The chili? Thrown into a microscopic plastic bag that felt more like a dare than a container. It swung wildly in my hand like a bag of boiling punishment.

So I asked, very politely, “Hey, can I get a paper bag?”

And then it happened.

The woman behind the counter looked me dead in the eye and hissed, “We don’t give those out.”

I blinked. I pointed at the stack of paper bags not even ten feet away, sitting there next to the mobile orders like silent witnesses. She snapped again, louder, more deranged: “WE DON’T GIVE THOSE OUT!!”

At this point I genuinely felt like I was on a hidden camera show. I looked around. No cameras. Just other customers silently pretending this was normal. Then some guy behind me, probably named Brody or Tank, pipes up with, “She’s trying to say they don’t give those out.” Oh thanks. I didn’t speak fluent Insanity before today.

What is happening? Is this still Hoagiefest or has it mutated into some Kafkaesque test of endurance? A FEMA-run simulation? A covert military experiment on the limits of human dignity?

I left that Wawa with a chili grenade in a flimsy bag, my salad under one arm, my sandwich clenched between my Hoagiefest or Psychological Warfare?

I walked into the Ship Bottom Wawa a normal man. I left questioning the very...

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