A sandwich artist in Eaton Rapids.
When I was 13
my grandma took me to Subway.
I wanted to order something from the
kids' menu so I could get a toy.
"He's still a kid, right?" my grandma jokingly
asked the Subway employee.
"That depends." The man looked at me.
"You know you're going to die someday, right?
Once you accept that, you're no longer a kid."
To this day, I still consider myself a kid.
