I always end up eating at this Subway. I really like my chicken teriyaki salads. However, some of the workers are really... interesting people. There is an older man who literally takes ten minutes to make a salad or sandwich because he doesn't understand English very well. Then there's another young guy who doesn't listen and puts the wrong things on the sandwich (even if you repeat the same word over and over... if I say "pickles... pickles... PICKLES!", I probably want pickles).
Still, this is down the street from my apartment. It's clean enough. The service is lacking, but not enough for me to avoid the place. Whatever. It's Subway. If I want a gourmet meal, I'll go elsewhere.