Ever since they fired *my* sandwich guy at the deli around the corner from me in Harlem, I've lost enthusiasm for their sandwiches... which I've been deeply loyal to for SIX YEARS NOW. Tonight? Whichever one of the new fuckheads up front (who were flirting with the cashier) was supposed to be making sandwiches, completely ignored me as I walked in and gazed deeply into the deli case, trying to ascertain whether they still had Boar's Head roast chicken. I was there for a good five minutes... the ONLY CUSTOMER. Until I thought, fuck it! and walked out. I'm not gonna tell you to do your job, or how to do your job, I'll just take my fucking money elsewhere. Sergio never made me wait, ever :-( And he may not have been the friendliest, or best looking guy, but we understood each other and he was good at his job.
So I wandered out, completely lost, as I had set my heart on a fucking sandwich. Thought about fried chicken, pizza, Mc Donald's... nah. Wandered around, until I found myself walking down Broadway towards where a great halal truck is usually parked. EUREKA!
...except it was gone! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
So I wound up in a totally mediocre deli, the subject of some greasy looking fat guy's attempts at seduction. Totally meh sandwich. But, they have UTZ chips, which my place doesn't. Score one for them... as well as not having to be ignored.
Bah, the one thing I was going to miss around here will no longer be missed. Guess it's all for the best, then.
As far as the painting goes, I had so much rage and angst directed at it, I wound up tearing it to shreds. Oooops ;-) I plan on redoing it, and making it a female version. A self portrait. Atlassie... HAHAHAHA I crack myself up!
So I wandered out, completely lost, as I had set my heart on a fucking sandwich. Thought about fried chicken, pizza, Mc Donald's... nah. Wandered around, until I found myself walking down Broadway towards where a great halal truck is usually parked. EUREKA!
...except it was gone! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
So I wound up in a totally mediocre deli, the subject of some greasy looking fat guy's attempts at seduction. Totally meh sandwich. But, they have UTZ chips, which my place doesn't. Score one for them... as well as not having to be ignored.
Bah, the one thing I was going to miss around here will no longer be missed. Guess it's all for the best, then.
As far as the painting goes, I had so much rage and angst directed at it, I wound up tearing it to shreds. Oooops ;-) I plan on redoing it, and making it a female version. A self portrait. Atlassie... HAHAHAHA I crack myself up!
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