i used to wake up at 1:30am when i was baker at this bagel shop
i hated that shyt. you would defrost trays of frozen dough at the end of your shift so when you come in its thawed and risen. you throw them in this gigantic kettle boiler, scoop them out, and with gloved hands (before they stick together) press them into toppings, and throw them on these metal racks covered with burlap that go into a giant oven. one rack holds six bagels. its a constantly rotating oven, think of a bicycle spoke kind of
man i got so used to burning myself lol. i still think i have arm hair that hasnt grown back yet
during our downtime we'd smoke weed in the parking lot and make tea from the poppy seeds and some lemon juice. that shyt will fukk you up
i do not miss that job. it could be fun but it was hard work but going to bed at 5pm means you have no real social life
