of course in one place i was forced to make and serve with a straight face corned beef reubens on cinnamon raisin bagels. that was when i knew i had to get out of the east. like working in the deli of a supermarket hadn't convinced me in high school - chipped ham, or chipped (as in super thin slicing style) chopped ham (only slightly more appealing than really fresh head cheese) piled on wonder bread with white american cheese and presumably some equally distasteful (to me) condiment.
once we moved back east, i never ever traded my lunch.