Later
on I was haulin’ ass in the kitchen trying to cook this and mix that while
prepping ingredients for the next day and cleaning up all at the same time, the
usual kitchen work, when out of the corner of my eye, I see student F just
standing there by the wall clutching her hand. At the time I was so busy I really
didn’t think anything of it. So I’m flying around and come back over to my
station about five minutes later and student F is still standing there.
“What are you doin?” –Me
I walk over.
“I cut myself but I don’t know how bad because if I look
I’ll cry.” – Student F
“Did you tell Chef or the TA?” – Me
“No.” – Student F
So, me making an attempt at caring, I go let Chef know.
“What the hell…. What did you do?” – Chef
After that I just walked away. I
couldn’t bare it anymore. Chef needs to help that poor excuse for a student at
every turn. Practically does their job for them. Chef definitely has more patients with
Student F than I do. Although Student asks soooooo many questions Chef has now
limited my classmate to two questions a day. BEAUUUUUUTIFUL.
“Chef I have a question.” – Student F
“Whaaaaaattttt.” - Chef in a whiney what the hell do you
want now voice.
“I was wondering if blah blah blah blah blah ……..(question
after question after question after question barrage) ” – Student F
“Ya know what, shut up,
just shut up for five seconds. JESUS. From now on you have two questions
a day ok? Make them count.” –Chef
Oooohhhh I was happy.
“Why do I only get two questions chef?” – Student F
“Because you’re getting on my nerves, and now you only have
one question for the day.” – Chef
TO BE CONTINUED……
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