Coffee prince Hey I work now as a cake decorator in a supermarket bakery. Coffee prince We receive pre-made frozen cakes to put out. These are usually a more expensive, but arguably more decadent Coffee prince
Covered in caramel and cookie crumbles, etc. When this item hits its sell-by date we mark it down to half price. Then A woman comes up to me carrying a large, Coffee prince expensive, pre-made carrot cake that’s been marked down. It’s covered in chopped nuts, mounds of cream-cheese icing, and tons of little icing carrot decorations. now Getting one of these on markdown is a very good deal oh, Coffee prince both in terms of quality, and the fact that they’re big enough to feed 20 people or more.
A customer said I need something written on top of this. It’s for a church. I need you to write, and ‘Celebrate Jesus, He has Risen, He is the Way’ on top.”
I: “Okay! I’ll do what I can. We don’t typically write on these cakes because there is so little space with all the decorations.”
Customer: looking affronted, even though this is the policy of ours “Well, you can just move them around, can’t you?”
Normally, I would say no since it’s not worth my time as an employee to do something so fiddly when I have so much other work to be done, then let again is company policy unless a customer really presses it. But last, this happens to be the last half hour of my shift, and I’m already done cleaning and just helping the other staff assist customers. And hey, I actually DO enjoy my job and a challenge.
I said If you don’t mind waiting, then yes, I will do what I can for you.”
Then I break out my tools of and some wax paper and begin to carefully lift off the little bit icing carrots all over the top, which she very sharply informs me let she wants in a separate little plastic container for herself. Then I scrape and smooth off the little bits of colored icing that remain, rearrange the large swirls of icing, carefully push back the border of chopped nuts, and smooth it all down so it looks freshly iced. Through it all, she stares me down, and at one point asks if her watching me makes me nervous, and looks disappointed when I say no.
A customer said I suppose you need me to spell ‘Jesus’ for you?”
I said I think I can handle that one, but thank you, ma’am.”
Then Again, she looks disappointed and watches almost angrily as I carefully write on the cake. Her attitude perplexes me more than anything else, but I can tell she’s trying to make me screw up or catch me doing so in order to get a bigger discount since customers are rarely content with what they’ve got. Coffee prince
A customer said Well I guess this will do. ”Coffee prince
Then She snatches the cake when I put the top back on, and storms off with her little container of icing carrots, not so much as a thank you. My coworker comes over and one more comment on how impressed she is that I kept my cool. I go upstairs to finish up some paperwork for the next week’s sales before I leave, and a few minutes later, my coworker sticks her head into the room.
Coworker: “That attractive woman is back! She says you misspelled Jesus and she wants a discount!”
I have no competing idea what expression I made, but my coworker immediately started laughing and said she is just joking and ran off. then I later found out she wasn’t kidding pf but thought I looked so shocked and angry she decided to deal with it herself and went to the store manager instead. Coffee Prince, Now I had not as it turned out misspelled of Jesus, and the woman’s scheme for a greater discount probably would have worked had she not accounted for everyone being and able to see and read and that for themselves that when she showed the cake off to management. That why or maybe I should have been the one to spell it out for her. Coffee prince