I mentioned before that out of term time I have a couple of hours in the afternoon free before my ride home so I've been using one of the lecture rooms to mess about on my laptop, using a projector and huge screen! Awesome. The first day I was just surfing and watching scrubs: But yesterday it got a bit more interesting: Told you my boss was a good old boy.
Would it be completely mad to book a week away in the Lake District in November? I kind of like the idea of seeing it on frosty mornings, hiking around with a brisk wind in my face and going back to a restaurant in the evening for a nice warm meal. I would do it in December but another chap is away so I can't get the time. O and Monsly it turned up, ta very much squire. Are you sure you don't want some monetary compensation?
Utterly Mad. I don't think it'll be too frosty then either; more wet, cold and miserable. If you can't do December, try January instead. It seems insane to think that a month earlier would be any different but speaking as a Northerner I'd say that's your best bet for the weather. Where you thinking? Kielder?
January could work but I was hoping to do something before Christmas. Not really made up our minds yet on where abouts, still in the process of scouring the web looking at what is on offer. Like I say before Christmas I really want to get away and do something but the SW is out of the question as we will probably be going towards Cornwall early Summer next year. The only other open is to maybe go somewhere a bit snowy abroad but I would rather stay in the country as Mrs Grim needs a new passport and we don't have one yet for little Grim so that would be an added £150-£200 depending how much a child passport is these days.
Bloody hell what are you trying to do to me, that money could feed my family for a week you cruel bastard!
Off to work in a bit, and also had a good day there yesterday. Learnt more things which is good. Tired though as I was woken up at 5 then at 11 when I stayed awake. I need to start gaming a bit more as I have not done much it these last two weeks.
Quitting my job as it's a pile of shit, not for me and I don't like it. Doesn't help that another guy pissed me right off all day and made me feel like a cunt the spasticated prick. My arch nemesis paranoia kept creeping up today near the evening, same with yesterday. Which is not doing me any favours. Need to find something more suitable for me. Maybe washing paper cups and plates. In a fowl mood right now.
I didn't want to put you off when you first announced your kitchen job but I had a feeling how that job would end. I know several people who are chefs (or have worked in Kitchens) and they all said that starting out they were made to feel like twats by the people in charge. Chefs are, frankly, complete bastards, to everyone..not just people working in the kitchen but the waiting staff and even the people who OWN the restaurant. Being treat like dirt is almost like an initiation ritual and the ones I know who complained the most about being made to feel crap when they started are equally as guilty of the crime now they're in power.
I'm the same as ichiban. I also knew a friend that took up the culinary industry and his first two jobs pretty much physically and mentally drained him. You really have to be a tough son of a bitch to take all of that and put it behind you at the end of each day.
Cannot be arsed with it to be honest. My psyche is not what it used to be but thats not the real reason. This is just not my type of job. Sweating like a waterfall, running around having to do 5 things at the same time. What is worse is that I know all three of them, but one of them just made me want to smash him in the face. I ended up going out back for a fag after he wound me up and he came out kicking off so I kicked off back to him. Just messaged my head chef mate saying I quit. To be honest I spoke to him twice about it earlier but he just wanted me to stick at it and earn some money. can't be fucked.
I would imagine that most new cooks wash out. Gordon Ramsey is actually pretty typical of how chefs act toward their subordinates. I would imagine it's a lot like surgery. Surgeons tend to be complete assholes, and it's hard physical work and extremely long hours. I would sweat like a pig when I was scrubbed in. The OR lights are hot, it's extremely claustrophobic, and one wrong move can mean something disastrous for the patient or contaminating the sterile field. One of the surgeons I worked with was a fucking cunt who I swear had some kind of personality disorder. She would snap and just start screaming and cursing at people in the middle of surgeries. She ripped me a new one at one point because she didn't like the way I was holding the camera during a lap chole. Those rotations were several months of hell.
Indeed. The chefs were cunts to the waitresses too. Lots of sexual remarks ect. I just kept quiet being nice as thats who I am. A few of them were quit fit though. My flatmate just came home saying you going to work tomorrow. He's mates with my head chef mate too which he rang him to try and persuade me to keep working there. Fuck that, not worth the hassle.
I knew a very senior surgeon from some years back. He was a really arrogant and rude bastard. Most of his fellow surgeons seemed the same too. Must go with the territory or something.
One of the few nice surgeons I know ironically enough is a colorectal surgeon. He's an asshole doctor but not an asshole.
What happened to this place? Where have all the thread titles go? Or is it just because I'm on shitty chinese internet with an extra shitty slow proxy to view this place?