Mumble mumble

I'm a chronic low talker. Not a mumbler but I tend to not scream. When it hinders a conversation I ramp it up a bit. It really sucks when I don't realize this when it comes to something I need to convey in a speciafic situation and I don't get a desired response. Thanks to the raise that the Gaz decided to give me; which I've mentioned before is just enough to get a 5$ foot long at Subway, I went to Subway today. I low talked my way into an order.

ME: "Could I get 2 12in subs on Honey Oat bread"
ARTIST: "6in on ??"
ME: "Could I get 2 12in subs on Honey Oat bread, roast beef and a deli combo"
ARTIST: "oh.... 1 12in sub on Honey Oat"
ME: "Could I get 2 12in subs on Honey Oat bread"
ARTIST: "Toasted?"
(ME thinking I just ordered 24in of plain toasted Honey Oat Bread)
(ARTIST starts making two tuna fish subs on Honey Oat bread)
ME: "???"
ARTIST: "Cheese?"
(ME It's on the bread already, I guess tuna is what I ordered)
ME: "American"
ARTIST: "Toasted?"
ME: "No thankyou"
(ARTIST starts toasting one of the subs)
(ME It's in the Salamander already, I guess toasted tuna is what I ordered)
ARTIST: "Veggies?"
ME: "No thankyou"
(ARTIST loads the first sub with "the works")
(ME It's loaded up already, I guess toasted tuna with the works is what I ordered)
ARTIST: "On the second?"
ME: "Nothing thankyou"
(ARTIST loads the second sub with "the works")
ME: "Mumble, Mumble, Mumble"
ARTIST:"Will that be all?"
ME: "NOT ON YOUR LIFE, I WANT A COOKIE"

I went to Subway to Eat Fresh and all I got was a stale cookie. A Low Talking stale fuckin cookie.