How I Quit Panera Bread And Traveled America For 5 Months
Sep 4, 2018 · 5 min read
“What the f*ck are you doing?!”
That’s what the look on her face said to me.
I’ll always remember my manager. Short. Glasses. Never smiled. I got the distinct feeling she hated her life and didn’t like me very much.
I can’t blame her. I was just a 22-year-old privileged white dude…


