JB
jeff bramble
Apr 3, 2026
I had the wildest experience at Jimmy John’s last night.
We rolled up at 8:45pm—yes, a daring 15 minutes before closing, I know, truly living on the edge—and were told they had already closed early. Interesting detail though: the door was… open. Lights on. People inside. Very “haunted sandwich shop” vibes.
Naturally, we asked what time they decided to close early. The answer? 9:00pm.
Which, unless my watch has been lying to me my whole life, was still 15 minutes away.
When we pointed that out, things really took a turn. Suddenly, the issue wasn’t time—it was a “septic problem.” Now, I’m no sandwich scientist, but I didn’t realize the tuna salad relied so heavily on underground plumbing infrastructure.
But wait—plot twist—they could still make sandwiches… just not all of them… because they had already closed early… because of the septic system… that apparently only affects certain menu items??
And then, the grand finale: once they realized we weren’t buying the story, we were told to leave… and they locked the door behind us at 8:50pm. Five-star customer service, truly. Nothing says “freaky fast” like being escorted out before closing time.
At that point we decided this was less of a restaurant and more of an escape room with confusing rules, so we left.
Went to Chipotle instead and, shockingly, they were open during their posted hours, greeted us like humans, and successfully assembled food without referencing municipal waste systems.
10/10 would recommend Jimmy John’s if you’re looking for a philosophical experience about time, logic, and plumbing. Not so much if you’re hungry.