What is it like being a subway sandwich maker?

Its like having the very depths of your soul ripped out through your heart, shoved up your butt and then ripped out with a pair of vise grips on every other friday just to squeeze the turdlings and butt juice over a piece of paper that you take to the check cashing place only to have one percent of your soul that fell onto that piece of paper along with the turds and butt juice taken out and given to some other soulless person. Thats what its like working at Einstein Bros. bagels anyway...