We stole the fancy jackets that the night bakers used and we wore them while we took orders.

It took Jimmy a while to realize it and even longer to get us to put them back. I both love and fear my job.

but seriously, I have not gone a week there lately without us having to call the cops about a pervert, a stalker, or an all-around creep. The thought of the latest guy is what has me awake at 3:30 in the morning. He’s violent and I am afraid once we report him it’ll be too late
If Panera has taught me one thing, it’s skepticism