Several years ago, I briefly worked at the Belmont location. In the few months’ time that I worked there, almost every single person - front of house, back of house and interns were either fired or quit of their own volition thanks to Michelle’s domineering and obvious ethical and mental problems.
After working there a few months without any problems and without having ever called in to work or shown up late, I woke up late in the night seriously ill. I called BHB at 5 am and spoke to the then kitchen manager (who was also fired - twice, mind you). I told him that I was vomiting and had a fever, etc. and that I didn’t think I should be there when scheduled 5 hours later at 10 am. He said no problem, he understood and would call Michelle. A few hours later he returns my call and tells me that Michelle said I had to come in or I would be fired. I couldn’t afford to lose my job at the time, so I went to work. Throughout the day I was ill, green in the face, and had to leave the counter mid transaction to puke in the bathroom right where people could hear - not to mention I handled everyone’s food. In fact, in doing inventory at the end of the night, I handled every scone, muffin and cupcake in the place - most likely infecting everything. The kitchen manager was calling Michelle with no response. She showed back up when I was closing, explained that she was sorry and that she thought I was hungover. She didn’t offer to help or to remedy the situation in any fashion. I told her that I didn’t even drink and it was disgusting to me that she would force me to work under those conditions and pass judgement on me like that when I had never once done anything but be a great employee.
Come to find out, the real reason I was forced to come to work was because of her feverish support of then-presidential candidate, Obama. You see, if I wasn’t there to hold down the fort, sick or not, either she or her front of house manager would have had to skip their beloved Obama rally in Indiana and come in to run the business - you know, like you’re supposed to do, as a business-owner. Way to hold up your standards and social morals, Michelle! Such a supporter of Democracy and socially just ideals- really more like a tyrannical Fascist.
Needless to say, I quit. The shitty pay, long hours, ridiculous demands - not worth it. Also, when you are supposed to be an ‘organic’ bakery - you shouldn’t bring non-organic half and half in and tell your employees to hide it from customers because of your incompetence in keeping tabs on ordering and stocking. Also, when there is mold on something, you should throw it away instead of scraping it off the top. Also, cookies that were made for Halloween and are still there 3 months later, should be thrown away, too.
On a final note - ‘punk rock’ is not your lifestyle - it’s a dead scene, anyway, now - made for bored, Suburban teenagers who like neon and terrible 3-chord pop songs played through Crate amps- it’s a kitschy, campy, novelty act with which you are clowning yourself and all of the rich, upper-class crackers with their J Crew wardrobes, $1000 strollers and pure-bred dogs who can afford to buy your shitty $4 cupcakes. What punker do you know or have ever known who can spend $4 on a fucking cupcake? That’s right, none. Your tattoos and manic panic hair are just as played out as your attitude and your selfish treatment of others. There is nothing ‘punk rock’ about you or your business or your ethics unless, of course, you adhere to the ‘fuck you’ punk rock aesthetic - in that case, you are a shining example of that, Michelle and Vinny. I fear for your children and I hope you end up working for as big of cunts as you yourselves are - in an establishment more geared towards the way you live your lives and treat others - at McDonald’s, perhaps?