Sometimes in life you look around and something strikes you as odd or unique. While in a sub shop and looking around something struck me as odd. You would think a sub shop would be full of happy people and bright colors. There sure where the bright colors but observing the people in line they looked miserable. In a culture that is go, go, go one would think that a sub shop would be a place of refuge but that was not the case. Was it this particular sub shop? I would hope not but if we are honest with ourselves our entire lives are go,go, go and for what? Folks this thing called life is tough enough without all the simple pleasures of life being turned into torture like standing in line at a sub shop.