Being a papered chef, I guess I should write about it. Maybe throw in a couple of recipes here and there. Possibly a technique I picked up from some old Asian woman I met on an adventure through the jungles.
But, the truth be told, right after graduating, I had a complete breakdown and have been holed up at home ever since.
There I was taking pictures with the Dean, Diploma in hand, and got that wispy feeling inside me. I did get through the ceremonies intact, And made it home all right. In fact I Landed the perfect job right away.
The first day started at 7am, I am not a day person. But I got up, made it to work on time. Walked in to the restaurant head held high. Proudly wearing my freshly laundered Whites. I was shown the kitchen and being the there were 2 huge turkeys spinning around in the slow cook ovens. My first job was to help move the turkeys thanksgiving was the next day (yes, that big 2 persons to a bird) to a nearby cutting table. The first one transferred okay, with the second bird I was a little won-key . Just as the bird hit the table, my knees buckled and I almost hit the floor.
Quickly excusing myself I headed for the safety of the washroom. I couldn’t believe it I was washing out on my first job. I made it through the day (barely) went home showed, went to bed, and fell asleep right away.
I was up bright and early the next day. My Whites still pressed, and I was ready for a fresh attempt at the position. The first thing out of the manager’s mouth is how poorly I did the dishes yesterday and they are going have to train me how to do dishes.
If you want to insult a Chef, that’s the way to do it. Blame them for the dirty dishes. I took her aside and asked her if she actually read my resume. I was in clear print that I have an anxiety problem and get really ticked off when over ambitious, Power hungry, nincompoop (yes I used the word nincompoop) bossing me around just to mask their own insecurities
That was the last day I worked there. I went to see my doctor about why I was so wobbly, He changed my meds and put me on the disabled list. (still there today)
That was 2 years ago and I have been talking to my Doctor about dropping my meds to functional levels and returning to the workforce. He is thinking about it. I am looking at employment advertisements.
Wish me luck!