Happy Birthday
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voldsom!Sep. 21st, 2008
Birthday Boy, He's in Trubba
Sep. 21st, 2008 12:49 pmJohnny didn't show up to make the doughnuts this morning. I got to the bakery at 6 and he wasn't there, when he should have been there at 4. I waited around for thirty minutes, hoping he'd turn up and figuring he'd just had a late night celebrating his birthday, which is today, but no Johnny. So I called him and got his voice mail. Damn. And I don't know how to make the doughnuts. I didn't even know how to make the muffins, but figured the worst that could happen is I could ruin them and we still wouldn't have muffins but, if I baked them right, then at least we'd have muffins. So I ploughed on through and set to work after I tried to reach Teresa. By the time Teresa called me back, it was a little after 7 and the muffins were made and cooling, and I had a rack of French bread in the oven. She was livid over Johnny, telling me she was on her way in to make doughnuts and instructing me to go ahead and bake the muffins. When I told her that the muffins were cooling and the French bread was being baked as we spoke, she said "Well, we're better off than I thought we were. I'll be there in about thirty minutes. Don't try to make the doughnuts."
Don't worry, I thought, I won't. I don't want to burn the grocery store down. I just want a hot croissant 'cos, dammit, I'm hungry and Johnny makes the best around!
Needless to say, it was a difficult day at the bakery, but I think I did well considering I'm still only about half trained in what I need to be doing, mainly because I'm not supposed to be doing it. Teresa said I was getting an on-the-job crash course in how to bake bread and she's right, I am. Everything I baked seemed to turn out pretty good, especially the muffins, except for the Kaiser rolls. They looked like tumours. I told Teresa that she could have baked the bread with the heat of her temper alone, which she found kinda funny, despite her sour mood.
She's planning on suspending Johnny for a week because he didn't call her, but I defended him saying that he probably celebrated last night and figured he'd be fine to do doughnut duty this morning, and that he probably didn't even know he wasn't up to make the doughnuts yet. He's just a kid and is more than likely still prone to bouts of sleep without reason. What I wouldn't give to be able to sleep like that again! But Teresa's dead set on teaching him a lesson, even if she has to make the doughnuts every morning for two weeks. Her words, not mine. It'll be interesting to see how things turned out when I go back tomorrow afternoon. Sheesh. What a drama pit.
Don't worry, I thought, I won't. I don't want to burn the grocery store down. I just want a hot croissant 'cos, dammit, I'm hungry and Johnny makes the best around!
Needless to say, it was a difficult day at the bakery, but I think I did well considering I'm still only about half trained in what I need to be doing, mainly because I'm not supposed to be doing it. Teresa said I was getting an on-the-job crash course in how to bake bread and she's right, I am. Everything I baked seemed to turn out pretty good, especially the muffins, except for the Kaiser rolls. They looked like tumours. I told Teresa that she could have baked the bread with the heat of her temper alone, which she found kinda funny, despite her sour mood.
She's planning on suspending Johnny for a week because he didn't call her, but I defended him saying that he probably celebrated last night and figured he'd be fine to do doughnut duty this morning, and that he probably didn't even know he wasn't up to make the doughnuts yet. He's just a kid and is more than likely still prone to bouts of sleep without reason. What I wouldn't give to be able to sleep like that again! But Teresa's dead set on teaching him a lesson, even if she has to make the doughnuts every morning for two weeks. Her words, not mine. It'll be interesting to see how things turned out when I go back tomorrow afternoon. Sheesh. What a drama pit.
