“Do not
pass go, do not collect your diploma” will be ringing in this students ears for
a 6th year in a row if they don’t start to think soon. I mean
looking for deboning tweezers for 45 minutes because you don’t like your own? You
must be saying “Oh come on, you’re joking right?” Well no, I’m afraid not.
There was also a day when I was
assigned to help Student F (F for failure) pick up the meat order so it can be
fabricated. We got there, picked up the meat, and then on the way back, pushing
a top heavy rolling rack full of meat, student F decides it’s a good time to
check their cell phone and make a call. Well with only one person pushing the
cart, aka your truly, it almost tipped over. So of course now I’m pissed
because we almost lost the cart because student F wants to make a phone call in
the middle of class. Funny thing is two days later…. someone else got assigned
to help get the meat cart with Student F,
low and behold, it tipped over spilling the freshly fabricated meat upon
the asphalt.
Later,
I watched Student F go into the walk in refrigerator. Five minutes later I went in to gather some
mise en place and saw my classmate just standing in there staring at a shelf.
“What are you looking for” – Me
“Well I’m trying to decide whether both these pans have duck
legs or if one is chicken legs. I can’t tell.” –
Student F
“Well aren’t you the one who put them in the pans? Aren’t
they both labeled?” – Me
“Ya but I still can’t tell the difference.” Student F
At this
point I walked out. Of course both pans were labeled duck legs. I just wanted
to let my classmate stand in there trying to figure it out for another few
minutes. What a pointless conversation.
-5 points for stupidity.
TO BE CONTINUED……
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