My girlfriend and I were walking over try to Plato's closet and she noticed a 3.xx Turkey sub poster on the door. We walk in and I'm debating what to get and my girlfriend recommends the special to me. All this time the older guy at the counter is standing right there... But he rings it up our order as 11.xx. I ask about this and in a voice of pure contempt he says "if you'd read the sign properly..." Dude, I get that I missed the fine print but you don't have to be a complete jerk about it. Didn't eat, won't come again.