Leaves from a Baker's Notebook: My today
Feb. 16th, 2007 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
daidoji_giseiI started my work-day by making one of my co-workers laugh. I had come in a little before the store opened, and Linda and Margo were getting the front end ready. Linda immediately started razzing me (in a friendly fashion) over my use of the phrase 'vitamin stalker' in the internal staff newsletter. "Now I know that you are joking and know what the right way is, but other members of the staff know that you are smart and might get confused," she concluded. "My sense of social responsibility does not extend that far," I said. That's when Margo started laughing.
One of my day staff showed up late (which wasn't a big deal) and one called in sick (which was). Since mid-January I don't think the bakery has had a week when less than two people were out for medical reasons. And it's not even the same thing, like a bug going around--we keep coming up with different ways to be unhealthy. I'm about to start lining them up each day and insisting that they present proof that they ate all their fruits and vegetables the previous day.
So we started in on the day's production, trying to get the regular stuff out + try and catch up on what we are low on, all while short-handed. (Joy.) Then I had to check my email for something-or-other and found an email from one of the coffee shops we supply. They wanted to know if they could have a large quantity of baked goods by tomorrow noon. (Modified rapture.) Well, our production schedule is such that if we didn't get it done today it wouldn't be ready until Monday and that was an incorrect answer so I abandoned hope of getting peanut butter cookies made today. (Apologies to all of you peanut butter cookie lovers, but we still have a good stock of the Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip so you aren't completely bereft.)
Later that afternoon (after I finally got lunch, having sent my staff out to get theirs first {my standard practice, because I know I've had breakfast and I'm pretty sure they haven't}) our IT guy wandered by my desk. I took advantage of this fact to show off the spiffy new theme I had downloaded and installed into my Thunderbird. "You did that?" he asked, after admiring the manifest spiffyness that is Glowyblue. I explained that I had spent part of yesterday afternoon figuring out how to use Thunderbird and after mastering creation of folders and filters I had moved on to downloading and installing themes. (I guess this says something about my general priorities.) He gave me a modestly impressed look and told me that I was the first person in the office who hadn't come to him for things like that. I wavered between being pleased and being amused. I don't know a lot about computers, mainly because computers bore me, but I have used a lot of programs by now and some things are pretty basic. Also, people with physics degrees aren't allowed to be afraid of email clients. It looks bad, you know.
Considering we were down a person we did ok. The normal complement of Friday breads, cranberry walnut scones, enough granola bars to build a scale model of the Kaiu Wall through the middle of the Bakery, a batch of chocolate cake, a batch of Black Forest oatmeal bars and the coffee house order. I really wanted to get those cookies done but there really wasn't the time. Maybe Sunday? I need to go in for a few hours of work tomorrow, so I could get the dry mix prepped and ready. Decisions, decisions.
One of my day staff showed up late (which wasn't a big deal) and one called in sick (which was). Since mid-January I don't think the bakery has had a week when less than two people were out for medical reasons. And it's not even the same thing, like a bug going around--we keep coming up with different ways to be unhealthy. I'm about to start lining them up each day and insisting that they present proof that they ate all their fruits and vegetables the previous day.
So we started in on the day's production, trying to get the regular stuff out + try and catch up on what we are low on, all while short-handed. (Joy.) Then I had to check my email for something-or-other and found an email from one of the coffee shops we supply. They wanted to know if they could have a large quantity of baked goods by tomorrow noon. (Modified rapture.) Well, our production schedule is such that if we didn't get it done today it wouldn't be ready until Monday and that was an incorrect answer so I abandoned hope of getting peanut butter cookies made today. (Apologies to all of you peanut butter cookie lovers, but we still have a good stock of the Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip so you aren't completely bereft.)
Later that afternoon (after I finally got lunch, having sent my staff out to get theirs first {my standard practice, because I know I've had breakfast and I'm pretty sure they haven't}) our IT guy wandered by my desk. I took advantage of this fact to show off the spiffy new theme I had downloaded and installed into my Thunderbird. "You did that?" he asked, after admiring the manifest spiffyness that is Glowyblue. I explained that I had spent part of yesterday afternoon figuring out how to use Thunderbird and after mastering creation of folders and filters I had moved on to downloading and installing themes. (I guess this says something about my general priorities.) He gave me a modestly impressed look and told me that I was the first person in the office who hadn't come to him for things like that. I wavered between being pleased and being amused. I don't know a lot about computers, mainly because computers bore me, but I have used a lot of programs by now and some things are pretty basic. Also, people with physics degrees aren't allowed to be afraid of email clients. It looks bad, you know.
Considering we were down a person we did ok. The normal complement of Friday breads, cranberry walnut scones, enough granola bars to build a scale model of the Kaiu Wall through the middle of the Bakery, a batch of chocolate cake, a batch of Black Forest oatmeal bars and the coffee house order. I really wanted to get those cookies done but there really wasn't the time. Maybe Sunday? I need to go in for a few hours of work tomorrow, so I could get the dry mix prepped and ready. Decisions, decisions.
