I am a Chef

chef cartoon

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!


Filed under collapse, Cooking

2 responses to “I am a Chef

  1. Sonu

    All is well 🙂


  2. Wishing you all the best Eric. I always take vitamin D spray, high dose, every morning as living in Ireland I know I don’t make enough myself because of the lack of sunshine. I think it’s helpful for anyone living in a colder climate. Builds up the immune system as well.


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