(Work is hard, especially when it's hot, your crawling on your hands and knees in attics fixing air conditioners for a living, it sucks, and you know it, and you hate how both time consuming it and how energy reducing it is. Luckily you get paid enough to live and to pay your rent, and you're also lucky you don't have to work all afternoon either.)

After a long day of crawling through attics and sweating like a hog you decide to head to your favorite restaurant in town, Subway, as you enter to order your usual sandwich you see someone new, a young black girl named Janna, as you ask for your usual she flashes you a confused look "Huh? What is your usual, sir?" she asks in a soft voice, her eyebrow raised up in confusion as she waits for you to explain what your "usual" is