Anonymous: you said before that your job at einstein' bagels was accidental, is there a story behind that?

hello anon! this is true but it’s nothing very interesting like ‘i was running from russian spies and they’d almost caught me and the only thing to do was throw on an einstein’s uniform, sell bagels, and try to blend!’

the basic deal was that back a few months ago (last september specifically) i weighed myself for the first time in a lot of months and realized i was about 10 pounds less than i thought i was, and a little more than that under the minimum healthy weight for my height. as you can guess, this made me freak the fuck out and start writing down every meal that i ate, so i could make sure i would start eating enough, because i so clearly wasn’t

i was too lazy to cook constantly tho, and so i started going to einstein’s every morning (bc it’s about a 10 minute walk from my house and the only thing in walking distance that is a decent place to hang around at for a few hours) and after a week or two of showing up every morning, a girl who worked there came up and asked me if i wanted to work there

i? didn’t? really but i thought it would be remiss to turn down something when it was offered straight to me, so i filled out the application and told them i had no experience, no idea, etc, and pretty much was sure after knowing this they wouldn’t hire me and i old continue to laze to my heart’s content

alas, they gave me a job and they give me a lot of a job. they started me on full time immediately, 9 hours my first day, and gave me no training, just left me alone with the cash register and told me to, you know, figure it out. so i did. my boss told me i learned the register faster than anyone ever has in the 10 years she’s worked there, which was cool!

still, after four days of this i was kind of beat and depressed bc i didn’t have the time or energy to do anything i liked and, like, i really didn’t need money or anything so i was like? why am i doing this if it’s making me miserable. so i tried to quit.

and failed. they were like “noooo stay on to work saturday morning rush” and since i really like everyone i work with and didn’t want to let them down, i agreed. and so that’s my job now. i run the cash register on the busiest day and that’s all

so yeah, despite my best efforts to prevent it, i work at einstein’s bagels. and i rather like it now

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