My Experience At The Deli Essay

1097 Words Nov 12th, 2015 null Page
I had just recently finished my baker’s training and started baking on my own. I was glad to have been given the opportunity to bake and I thank David for believing in me enough to give me a chance. But Jason, I believe, was out to see me fail from the get go.
You see, before I started baking, I had been working in the deli for two years. I was a hard-worker and very dependable. I could be counted on to perform any task that needed to be done in the deli. Yet, I watched as many of my co-workers were given favored shifts, while I was continually scheduled to work the closing shift every night. I began to feel unappreciated and was starting to get burnt-out. I voiced my grievances to David on several accounts. I always felt better just getting a chance to vent. David always let me know that - at least – he appreciated what I did, and I knew he valued my abilities. Jason, on the other hand, took my venting as complaining.
Shortly, after I finished my training I was working a Sunday shift. Because on Sundays we have to double our batch of doughnuts, I knew I would have to pick up the pace a little bit, in order to ensure that everything else still gets done on time. I was feeling very confinement when I went to begin my shift that day – I knew I could do it, and I wanted to prove to David that he made the right choice in giving me a chance to bake.
But when I arrived at work on this day, I did not have all the product I needed. And just before leaving my shift the day prior, I…

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