Admittedly, leaving was probably the best option. The head baker and I constantly butted heads, and the early hours were taking a toll on my body and my social life. Still, sometimes I miss working at the Root, and I wonder what it would have been like had I stayed. My job now is so different, so drastically unlike my position as a baker in a neighborhood cafe, and I am still trying to evaluate whether or not my current situation is really for me. I think the spirit of a coffee shop more readily compliments my soul..