Customers are weird

Brylee Huber, Editor

   If you work in fast food, you know that customers can be odd, nice, or flat-out creepy, but what does it mean if they’re all of those things?

   On a simple Sunday shift, during a low period, a group of three men, aged around 60, walked into Subway.

   I had prepared myself by standing at the beginning of the selections bar, but they continued past me, as they spoke to me, and stood near the cash register. I sighed at the minds of old people and informed them of where they needed to stand.

   Without an awkward “oh” or “ok,” they robotically walked back towards the correct side.

   After they got almost completely done with all three of their sandwiches, three women walked in. My coworker that night agrees that we did not see them exit the car, but no other car had pulled in.

   These women had no idea how to order, beyond average old-person-ness. They asked if chicken teriyaki was turkey, if the two sides of vegetables were different, and if we did salads, after I already had their salads out.

   These six people were together, but they weren’t couples. The men paid for themselves as a group, and the women each paid separately.

   Despite the pay situation, one of the men stood behind the women the entire time they asked for vegetables and when they paid. He did nothing and said nothing, and he wasn’t part of the couple that I assumed was together, based on where everyone sat.

   All six of them sat together in one small booth, and all of them also had cross necklaces. This would be fairly normal, if they hadn’t all had the exact same cross necklace.

   Finally, after each eating a large meal, they exited Subway, opened the back end of their car, and got snacks out of bags. There were large Aldi’s bags and black trash bags stuffed full from the bottom to the top of their large van’s trunk. One man pulled a black bottle, similar to lighter fluid, and just held it.

   As an encore to their oddities, one of the men came back inside as if he were throwing something away, then proceeded to stand there doing nothing. He finally exited Subway and entered the car now parked right outside our door.

   Was this religious cult activity? Almost definitely.