A Case Of Mistaken Identity

Every Wednesday the local Firehouse Subs comes out to ASCO and sells subs. For the past month or so Donna and I have been splitting a large Italian on white with no mayo, except for yesterday, for a change we decided to try a Hook & Ladder.

This month, as he does sometimes, my boss decided to have his monthly communications meeting on a Wednesday and treat us to lunch. I got to the room about 5 minutes before the meeting and grabbed a sandwich so I could take half to Donna at her desk. When I got back to the conference room everyone was there except for one. His sandwich was sitting right there and I kidded, “How long to we have to wait for him to how before I can have his sandwich.”

When our strangler did arrive he took some hits for being late and that if he hadn’t gotten there when he did Brian was going to eat his sandwich. He unwrapped the sub, took one bite and said hey this isn’t what I ordered, “I ordered an Italian.” I said, “Me too.” “On white with no mayo?” “Yep, me too, what’s your label say?” He looked and said it reads, large, white no mayo, Hook & Ladder…and Brian.

Ooops. I was so used to getting the Italian Sub that I didn’t read the whole label on the sandwich, I just grabbed. Here I was teasing about eating this guy’s sub and all along I was eating it.