Thursday September 15th, 2016

The exercise:

Write about: the pizza party.

Bakery was feeling pretty relaxed this morning. It's not hard to see that the bakers are feeling less stressed out these days, and the flow of customers is so much more manageable for everybody. I was up front by myself until 11 and I only really needed help from the back a couple of times.

Day off tomorrow, more or less, and then I'll be going to my final farmers market of the year on Saturday to try to sell some Ambrosia apples.

Next week I'll be working 8 until close at the bakery Wednesday to Saturday, and then the following week I'll be working for the town Tuesday to Friday, 9:30 to 1:30.

Busy days ahead.

As usual.

Mine:

"What... what is going on here?"

"Oh, hi Mr. Hillman. Bobby will be so pleased when I tell him his teacher made it to his birthday party!"

"Yes, of course. It's my pleasure Mrs. Decker. But... I'm not sure I understand what it is that I'm looking at."

"Didn't Bobby tell you it was a pizza party?"

"He did, but I didn't imagine... this."

"Yes, well, he really does love pizza."

"But where are the plates?"

"Bobby would like everyone to put their slices on another slice and use them just like plates."

"I see. And the cups?"

"... we're still trying to figure out a way to use a slice for a cup that doesn't end up spilling juice all over the place."

"Right. Right. I think I'll just assume that I should avoid the bathroom then."

"That's probably wise, Mr. Hillman."