Subway

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Everyone enjoys a Subway sandwich every once in a while...some more than others (Jarod?).  Yesterday, our good friend Jordan celebrated his last day in SATX with us at, you guessed it, Subway.

I've never in my life had an exciting trip to Subway.  It's always been fairly benign.  Maybe once an unexpected pepper found its way into my meal, but thats the extent of the excitement for me.

Until Yesterday...

Somehow the Koenig Kids have an adventure everywhere they go.

It all started with a power chair.

Siri had to use the restroom.  Unfortunately, she was horribly distracted by a red power chair and its occupant.  They (chair and occupant) were in line for food.  Have you ever noticed that when children say something embarrassing, they are louder than normal?  AND, the volume tends to raise a few decibels when in a VERY public place.  And they sometimes point.  No, they almost always point.

"MOMMY, THERE IS A CAR IN HERE!  WHY DID SOMEONE DRIVE THEIR CAR IN HERE!  CARS DON'T GO IN RESTAURANTS!"

Jordan, his lovely girlfriend Cassie, Gordon and I turned red.  We giggled to hide our embarrassment.  We re-directed Siri and moved on with life.

Until the man with the power chair parked.  Right next to us.

Que Gannon.

"DOES THAT MAN HAVE ONLY ONE LEG?  WHY DOES HE HAVE ONLY ONE LEG?  WHY DOES HE NEED A CHAIR?  DOES IT HAVE A HORN?"

There was a moment of horrible embarrassment, then a good two minutes trying to hush Gannon, and explain different reasons a person might need a chair.

"HE SHOULD GET A METAL LEG!  THEN HE WOULDN'T NEED THE CHAIR ANYMORE!  THAT'S A GOOD IDEA!!!!"

What a little problem solver.

Fortunately among the embarrassment, laughter, tears, and explanation, the man was gracious enough to show the kids his chair, explain why he only had one leg, and even let the kids honk the horn.