Alright, this is one of my favorite stories from a grocery store bakery I worked in for a little over 5 years. I had worked for the grocery store for 7+ years total. I have some great stories that I’ll post in other subreddits, but for now, please enjoy this gem.
Some context about the lady in this story: she’s a regular customer, older, probably in her 50’s. She didn’t stop by the bakery too much, but I knew her because she was always really entitled and nasty. She would either a) demand me to check if we had more cinnamon rolls in back, or b) demand more cream cheese icing on top. She always came to me and never bothered to ask anyone else, probably because I was one of the youngest workers in the department at that time.
via @notiun
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