The Big Jump
This week has been NUTS. On Monday evening I got a call asking me to come in for an interview first thing Tuesday morning. The alarm went off at dark o’clock to give me plenty of time to shower and blow dry my hair and freak out about what to wear and get there with time to spare. The interview went well and I was really taken with the place. I left feeling excited and hopeful.
Shortly after arriving home, I got a call asking me to come in for an interview at another place on Wednesday morning. Two hours after that I got yet another call asking me to come in for an interview at a third. I was on FIRE.
On Wednesday morning I met the second person and was absolutely smitten. A very cool, unique space, a fun concept, an array of tools and tasks utterly new to me. I left both stoked and torn — I didn’t know which to choose.
While the two jobs are in a related industry, the places and tasks themselves couldn’t be more different. One is a boutique priding itself on attention to detail and fine, delicate products. The other is easily ten times bigger, offering dozens more products in a bustling rapid-fire environment. The first is an assistant baker position at a boutique bakery. The second is a pastry sous position at a hip new restaurant.
I chose the first. Baking and pastry is my passion. While the restaurant was exciting, I opted for the opportunity that offered the finer craft and the attention to detail. I opted for depth over breadth. As for working conditions, I’m a morning person. The daytime hours of the bakery appealed to me over the nighttime hours of the restaurant. It’s a small space with more opportunity to touch more things. I’m looking forward to learning and growing and developing my skills. I’m about to be dirt broke but I’m hoping I’ll finally find my niche. Here’s to diving in head first.
I start on Monday.