Bakery Adventure Part II

[pico1b]

I'm bagging at publix, and it's an especially miserable day with pouring rain and all that. About halfway through my shift, my friend from the bakery walks by. I'm always joking with her that her jobs the best since she gets to eat cake all day, and last time she joked she could hook me up with a cake of my own. So today, as she's walking by, I ask if I could have an entire cheesecake. She's all, "Oh, haha, no problem. Would you like me to let you lick the pans of cake batter, too?" So I interpret that as a big fat NO. Half hour later, she walks by again, but this time asks me to follow her. I do, and she leads me back to the magical world sometimes referred to as the "Back of the bakery". She picks up a cheesecake slice in its own packaging and stuff so it won't get hurt if dropped, then says, "Oops," and drops it. "Looks like it's damaged now. I guess I'm gonna have to find a way to get rid of this." Now, being a little slow, I'm all "Oh... okay. Want me to throw it away?" She glares at me for a second, then says "Eat it, dork." So I stand back there for a few minutes eating the cake, but I'm all worried because other bakery people are back there and I doubt they're all as understanding to the needs of a damaged cheesecake. The, best part of the story, right as a finish it this Haitian bakery dude I've never talked to before walks up to me with a slice of cheesecake twice the size as the one I had just eaten. I couldn't understand him that well, but I could make out, "szdfgas good, asdfsaf good." I'm like, "Oh, you want me to throw it out or something?" He too glares at me for a little bit, then says "No, no. It good. Eat it here." I thanked him, and ate some more cake.

Bakery people rock. My theory is that since they're around sweets all day, and surely they must eat as much as they want, they're all the happiest people on Earth. Happy people then like to give cheesecake to other people.