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As part of my job I do a lot of baking. We bake almost all of the bread and cookies you can buy from us. Well after the racks come out of the 400+ degree oven they are rolled over behind the coffee center, back where we brew the coffee to cool.
I baked a lot of cookies today, I rolled the rack into the back and went on with my sammich whore existence. I make it about half way across the store before I hear an angry yell and a string of curses. I'm sure you can all see where I'm going with this.
This guy had reached across the counter and grabbed this fresh from the over baking rack to try and get a cookie. His hand was a giant blister. All I could get out was "Dude...The fuck?" He stammered something about wanting fresh ones and ran out.
Ya know if he had stuck around i would have given him a cookie for the hell of it... and maybe some ice.
As part of my job I do a lot of baking. We bake almost all of the bread and cookies you can buy from us. Well after the racks come out of the 400+ degree oven they are rolled over behind the coffee center, back where we brew the coffee to cool.
I baked a lot of cookies today, I rolled the rack into the back and went on with my sammich whore existence. I make it about half way across the store before I hear an angry yell and a string of curses. I'm sure you can all see where I'm going with this.
This guy had reached across the counter and grabbed this fresh from the over baking rack to try and get a cookie. His hand was a giant blister. All I could get out was "Dude...The fuck?" He stammered something about wanting fresh ones and ran out.
Ya know if he had stuck around i would have given him a cookie for the hell of it... and maybe some ice.
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