The Sandwich Nazi

Today I had lunch at this place the guys at work call "The Sandwich Nazi". After going there for the first time today, I can see that he's not much different from the Soup Nazi that was on Seinfeld. And just like the Soup Nazi, the Sandwich Nazi's sandwiches are really good, and so it's worth dealing with his unpredictable and harsh behavior. Some exchanges that my friends have told me about:

Sandwich Nazi: would you like everything on the sandwich?
Coworker: yeah -- everything but mustard.
SN: what??! no mustard??! try it! it will put hair on your balls!!

and another...

SN: what kind of bread do you want?
C: white bread
SN: you don't want white bread. sourdough!
(and so he goes along with the sourdough)

and because of that, my friend tries to get sourdough again today:

C: do you have sourdough?
SN: sourdough? maybe. maybe not. what do you think?
(he ends up with the sandwich on rye)

so then it was my turn to order and figure if he doesn't have sourdough, then i'll just get white bread...

SN: what kind of bread do you want?
Me: do you have white bread?
SN: no white bread.
Me: hmmm... what else do you have?
SN: we have wheat, rye, and french roll.
SN's wife (cashier): french roll is the same as white bread. is good.
Me: i'll have the french roll, then
SN: ah, don't listen to my wife.
(i end up with the french roll anyway)