I have admitted it before: in a starvation crunch, Subway is on my list of sustenance. How do I judge a Subway? By how many times I have to ask, "Can I have a little more [insert topping]?" It is humiliating to beg a sandwich artist for a few more onions, a couple more pickles, a... eventually you just hang your head in shame and accept the measly toppings they are doling out. This happens to me more often than not at this particular location. You get the feeling they are being watched, and if they give you more than the acceptable allocation of jalapenos, something bad may happen to them. It's not a good feeling to have when you're simply trying to concoct a subway sandwich with ample onions