The other day I found myself at a Quizno's for lunch. After perusing their limited menu I zeroed in on an advertisement for the Torpedo. A long, narrow sandwich packed with deli cut deliciousness with your choice of vegetables delivered in a hard crusty roll, which was then deposited into an appropriate fitting paper bag. The ad promised a compact, express sandwich that could be eaten with one hand while on the move. Though I was in no hurry I none the less ordered one to sate my curiosity.
As I eagerly anticipated the first bite of this cunning new sandwich design it yawned opened and proceeded to dump its contents down the front of my shirt and into my lap. The oil from the toasted lunch meats had soaked the bread compromising its integrity which lead to the unfortunate demise of my clothing. Nonplussed I tried to salvage what remained of the first quarter of the Torpedo. The paper bag was more of a hindrance than help as the sandwich spilled more of its contents into it. I had to finish the sandwich with both hands and clean myself off after the whole ordeal. The experience was highly disappointing with the added sting of unfulfilled promises from the advertisement. Though I rarely complain about dining this was the first in a long while that I felt acute annoyance. So dear friends be warned of the flaccid torpedo lest your clothes end up sullied like my own.
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