Lunchtime woes

I’m not sure if it’s just me (it probably is), but I get really stressed out when I go to a new, local sandwich spot for lunch in Philly and everyone else there is a regular and in a rush to order, eat and get back to work.

I’m there ordering my sandwich for the first time and being extra slow while squinting up at the menu… all like “umm… a #4 turkey and cheese sandwich” “would you like that toasted?” “umm no, I mean… yes, toasted” … “what kind of bread?” ”uh…whole wheat”… “cheese?” “swiss?” “no, we don’t have swiss” ‘ok uh.. uh… provolone”… “mayo?” “light on mayo”… “chips on the side or a drink?” “umm just a bottle of water.” while everyone else behind me in line has their arms crossed and is tapping their feet in frustration during this several minute endeavor like “this b---- needs to get her sh—together before she gets to the front of the line!!” 

And then I start to get frazzled because I realize how long I'm taking and I do something even more awkward and time-consuming like pull out the wrong amount of change and go digging through my way-too-over-sized purse for that nickel I knew I saw in there somewhere...

Meanwhile, everyone else gets up to the front of the line like “yeah, lemme get a #4 toasted on multigrain, w/American & light ranch, a bag of Doritos and a diet coke,” pays the regular amount that it always costs them, and then the next person is up on line…and rinse and repeat.

I feel like these occurrences put me in a very high-stress environment that I don’t generally enjoy being in, so usually I end up sticking to the lunch places where I’m a regular because I’d much rather be the one expressing a loud, visibly-exasperated sigh with my arms crossed, while tapping my feet and rolling my eyes at the newbie who just stepped up to order.