Thinking myself starving, I left work in the late morning and jetted down the street to the nearest Subway. The creaking door echoed as I stepped in to the deserted restaurant. A young girl peered around the edge of the back room and held up a quick finger. I waited patiently in the silence.
Soon, she was out and helping me build a delicious breakfast flatbread sandwich. While the ingredients heated up, I attempted to strike up some small talk.
"A bit dead while you wait on the lunch rush to begin, huh?"
She shrugged, looking up directly at me as she responded: "Oh no. I'm always busy with a pretty heavy breakfast crowd straight through to lunchtime."
Uh...I looked around me, certain I had not been mistaken on the emptiness of the dining area.
"Will that be all for you ma'am?"
"Yes." Yep. That's all.