I know I keep bringing up the fact that Rogue Bakery has only been around one whole year. Blah blah blah, perhaps you’re tired of hearing that, but it’s true! This time last year, probably only 3-4 people had taken the plunge, and ordered cookies. Also, it was much hotter last year, wasn’t it?
Just in the past few months, Rogue Bakery has been doing…a lot, haha. I honestly don’t know where all this is coming from, not that I’m complaining. For example, in just the last 2 months, besides delivering weekly to all you guys, and Rogue Bakery has provided cookies for:
The Shadowbox Live! Backstage Bistro, the first retail location for Rogue Bakery.
An Abercrombie & Fitch board meeting. I know, that’s a strange one, right? I guess they read about Rogue Bakery in 614 Magazine. The order was only for four dozen, so compared to the hundreds of cookies provided for the others above, it really wasn’t that many. So why do I bring it up? Because the Abercrombie & Fitch campus is weird, and kinda cool. Here’s a pic of the ol’ delivery wagon, parked outside their campus cafeteria/restaurant.
And here’s what the inside of the cafeteria looks like. For full effect, you should listen to a dance remix of your favorite pop song, at full volume, because that’s what it was like entering this place.
Also, there are Razor scooters everywhere; I guess that is the preferred mode of transportation.
See, mentioning this totally fits in with the whole “weird” theme of this post! And now things are getting even weirder…but in a good way.
As you know, the Four Four Four Dozen was introduced about a month ago, and you guys really seem to like it, as it has outsold the Halfsies Dozen every single week since its introduction. However, it has its share of problems…well, honestly, it’s you guys.
See, the Four Four Four Dozen is so named because you get to choose three kinds of cookies, and you get four cookies of each of those kinds; and that equals one dozen, or twelve cookies:
3 [types of cookies] x 4 [cookies] = 12 [cookies] = 1 [dozen]
Very simple math. Or so I thought. Now, I’m not going to specifically point out any of you who have ordered [because there are quite a few of you!], but you guys aren’t good at math. Each week since the Four Four Four Dozen was introduced, I’ve received multiple orders with people choosing four different types of cookies. See, if we do the math,
4 [types of cookies] x 4 [cookies] = 16 [cookies] ≠ 1 [dozen]
Now, I have to take some of the blame for this, as the store isn’t capable to display choices for your order, so I asked you to just make a note when ordering. Not exactly the best method for choosing, and I’m sorry for the confusion.
But come on! 3 x 4 = 12! Geez…
So how do we fix all this?
By getting rid of cookies by the dozen. Yep, starting tomorrow, there will be no more cookies by the dozen.
Instead, the store will be populated with packs of four cookies and packs of six cookies. You will be able to pick whatever cookies you want, and break that “gotta get a dozen”-mentality. Maybe you want 8 MCC’s and 6 INAS? You can do that. Maybe you want 14 ODPC’s? You can do that. Maybe you want only 4 CMC’s? Yeah, you can do that too…although, who only wants 4 cookies? You will totally be kicking yourself when you eat those cookies in 2 minutes flat, so I urge you to buy at least 8 cookies. Also, gas—just to drive 4 cookies out to you—is expensive. Just saying.
There you go. Let me know what you think, or tell me that I am off my rocker. It’s okay, you’re not the first person to tell me that. Speaking of me being off my rocker, and this being a post about weird stuff, for some unknown reason [or perhaps because they are off their rocker], WTTE Fox 28 in Columbus wants me to be on their morning show, Good Day Columbus, on Thursday, June 30th from 7-9am…the WHOLE TWO HOURS. I guess they want me to fill the studio with the aroma of fresh baked cookies, and to teach an anchor or two how to bake. Or they just want cookies, and didn’t understand the Four Four Four Dozen. So, if you’re up, and happen to be watching TV, feel free to tune in. Or at least DVR it. Because this could be the most uncomfortable two hours of television you will ever see. Seriously, I have no idea what I’m doing.