Am I a Snob?

White bread? White bread?! When I ordered the "Park Ave" sandwich from Inbound Pizza, I know I should not have gotten my hopes up. The only food I had seen from them was grease-soaked pizza ordered in the eleventh hour. But the description sounded good enough, and the classy name made me think I would be getting the higher tier of this late night joint. When I opened up the Styrofoam container, there it was. I will give them credit for the turkey and ham (fresh), served with a crisp slice of lettuce...but on toasted white bread? WHITE BREAD! Once again, I was not expecting the von Essen Platinum Club Sandwich, but to serve your food stuffs on the lowest, most pedestrian, last-resort situation bread? We refer to things of the lowest, most mundane character as "white bread" for a reason. This decision by Inbound Pizza could be considered one of two things. At best, incomparable laziness on the part of it's creator, or at worst a direct insult to it's clientele. Or maybe it was simply a business decision by a cheap, college student-focused establishment to save a few bucks. Well, you win Inbound Pizza. It was late and I was desperate and hungry. I should have known better. Here's to all of us who learn a lesson thanks to an empty refrigerator.