The World Ends Tomorrow!

Does that mean I won't have to do that blasted petifore order for tomorrow?!

The company I work for does petifores but I've never done them before and today I seemed to have lost the job aid (AKA instructions) on how to do them. I had read them before and knew the gist of it...or at least I thought I did. Cut the cake into even pieces, melt white icing, cover cake with icing, allow time to set, and decorate!

There!

Easy!

Right?

WRONG!

Let us suffice it to say that I failed spectacularly and with all the nimble grace of a Chimpanzee with Parkinson's. The cake was too soft, the icing too thin, it didn't coat evenly, it looked like someone had spilled baby lotion on a cupcake...I could go on.

Of course in retrospect I suppose it didn't help that my brain was fried from the amount of last minute orders we had. Including a last minute wedding cake.

Yeah.

You read that right. A last minute wedding cake.

Oh yeah, because last minute weddings always have a happily ever after...

Ignoring the fact that our particular location requires a week notice to get the appropriate sized cakes in store, they needed a cake. So we dollied up a sheet cake to look like a wedding cake. And of course they would choose one of the most DETAILED designs to put on it.  Basically, pipping like that really requires a low table and a stool. I have neither at work so I just sat on my knees for a good fifteen minutes pipping swag and small blue flowers all over a half sheet cake. It's the cake equivalent of shoving DD's into AA cup sized cups. There's going to be some...overflow.


But on the note of it being the end of the world tomorrow:

We're supposed to get a new hire tomorrow, another cake decorator. She had a cake business for 20 years. And on her first day the world's gonna end? I finally get some compentant help and the world goes on and ends?

God, that makes the ending to the Sopranos look well thought out. I hope there's a decent soundtrack at least...