Subway employees who can't make sandwiches properly

It's really not a hard job. You cut the bread, you put the cheese and the meat, and then you put some veggies and a line of sauce. The complexity level is on par with building a LEGO car from the instructions.

So what is it with these Subway employees who turn my 6-inch grilled chicken sub into a 3-car pileup? Sure, I know there's a line behind me and they're in a rush, but is it really more stressful to make a neat line of 2 tomatoes than to furiously throw them at the sandwich like a hot potato? And if one of these mutated chromosomes in a hairnet actually manages to put my veggies on properly, watching them try and close my sandwich and cut it in half is like watching George Bush do a Rubix cube. Blindfolded. In space.

But what amazes me most is that no matter how much they destroy my sandwich while making it, they never seem to have trouble wrapping it up. They're like Sub-wrapping idiot-savants.