Stress
This is a small business, and nothing reminds me of this more than losing a professional baker. Three weeks notice is like being given three weeks to watch a train barrelling down on me. When an experienced baker leaves, I am the one to step up if nobody applies for the position. For me, this means early mornings (4:00 a.m.) stretching into the late afternoon and, sometimes, evening as I must bake and attempt to carry out all of my other responsibilities. I am getting too old for this!
On top of this, we have been hit by great front-end staff leaving for other cities, new lives. There seem to be more than the usual summertime contingent. The online ads are full of listings. What is going on out there?!
I can’t even bear the thought of The Gulf…
