So today I had this huge craving for a sub sandwich and remembered Mr Sub Beverly was having a special. Problem was, I only had 30 minutes left on my lunch break. Panic mode activated.
The Wild Goose Chase Begins
First mistake: trusted my crappy phone GPS. Typed in “Mr Sub Beverly” and it showed four possible locations. Drove circles around downtown like a headless chicken. Spotted two different sub shops but no Mr Sub sign. Clock’s ticking.
Sweating bullets now. Parked illegally behind some dumpster and called the number from their website. Got stuck in phone tree hell. Pressed zero like ten times. Finally got a human who sounded annoyed.
The Lightbulb Moment
Turns out their storefront faces the BACK parking lot off Elm Street – total hidden spot. Missed it because all the signs face the alley. Employee told me to look for the beat-up red awning behind the laundromat.
Burned rubber getting there. Slammed my brakes at this sketchy-looking alley. Saw the glowing red Mr Sub sign behind three overflowing garbage bins. Jackpot.
My Survival Guide for You
If you wanna find this place without losing your mind like I did:
- Ignore main street navigation – come via Elm Street service road
- Target the laundromat’s rear exit – their door is literally next to dryers
- Parking tip – snag spots behind the pharmacy, 2 min walk
- Watch for sandwich boards – they put out a faded yellow sign at 11am sharp
Made it back to work with two minutes to spare. Boss saw me shoving that footlong in my face at the desk. Worth it. Pro tip: get the spicy Italian with extra pickles. Game changer.
