bagels and kaiser rolls and cookies, oh my!

i've just completed my second day as bakergirl at the local haunt.
said local haunt went corporate several years back, so now i am tediously measuring items and scooping cupcake/muffin matter out of a bucket. with an ice cream scoop.
the day starts for me by at least 4am, stumbling in the dark apartment to get myself out the door.
my uniform is a gy-normous men's polo tucked in and mostly tucked out of my pants. why don't companies make and distribute smaller sizes? my polo could double as a dress on me.
i'm learning something new again. excellent challenge. change is always happening, irregardless of how much some would like things to stay exactly the same. no two days are identical, and the world keeps turning.
bagels, anyone?