Jenna
I used to want to open a bakery. Like, my whole childhood I made a bunch of weird stuff and baked with my mom. I knew since I was little that I was going to end up with my own bakery one day. My mom had straight up already promised to work there with me. I thought I was being, like, super smart by getting a job at a family-owned bakery near me and seeing what it was like and then I realized how much owning a bakery sucked. My boss, the owner, literally hated her life. She cried at work all the time and it freaked me out. Sometimes you would go in the back room to get pricing for stuff and she would just be back there sobbing. You just had to close the door really quick and pretend you were never there. Her kids would call her crying because they missed her so much and she couldn’t leave to go be with them. She took her anger out on everyone else who worked there. I’m pretty sure most of the people I worked with while I was there have quit by now. I know a few did. I can’t remember the last time she said something nice to any of us. I don’t want to end up like her. She would even tell me not to open a bakery. She knew I wanted to when I was older and now it’s like “What am I gonna do?” Everything I had planned on is kind of gone. I still spend a lot of my time baking, but I don’t know if I can make a career out of it anymore. I don’t think I’m going to open a bakery, but my mom’s still pretty set on it. She really wanted that job!

