...so, why do some people 'assume' that you will go along with something, that isn't voted on as a whole. Listen, I am a dedicated 'Foodie', meaning..working with food is my WORLD. I believe in putting out a great product, making deadlines happen and avoiding them also from having to have one. As long as I been in this business, I can see projected problems that CAN arise. My best tools in the kitchen are my ears. My knife skills are honed, and are improving with every single day I work in a kitchen. I am always learning, there isn't anything from anyone that I WON'T take advice from...so...
...'bot-for-nothing', going to a Lil Wayne concert isn't a priority for me. Though I would like to go...but I be damned if I'm going to give up my day off and bust my ass so that my teammates can take off on a Friday and go to a concert. Our setup now, in THIS kitchen is new. We are STILL ironing out the kinks, trying to get shit right. Lil 'Payne' isn't helping me NONE in doing this and besides, none of my teammates asked me if I wanted to hang with them. But me being me, I will go along with what 'they' want to do. I heard things like..'I'm giving up my whole Summer working', 'I do have a life'...wake tha FUCK UP PEOPLE!! Welcome to the world of Food Service!! I then volunteered to do the driving for them so that they can get fucked up as much as they like. Was told cell phone reception was bad there at the concert venue. So I said buy some walkie talkies from Radio Shack, they're cheap. I will wait outside and wait for you call to come around and pick you up. I didn't get a positive response to that.
This field takes a lot out of you. Most people see the TV shows on TV and say they want to do this. But they don't know about...the long hours, the missing of family get togethers, the cut fingers and burned limbs involved. I do and I love this shit. Want to know what the best feeling is? Putting in a 12 hour work day that is so busy that the time flies by and you STILL feel like you can go for another 3 or 4 hours. Sometimes that shit feels better than bustin' a nut...no, for real. It feels go after a shift that you and your teammates KICK ASS in the kitchen that shift. That you accomplished everything you set out to do, and DONE IT!! That sometimes you get to go home an extra half an hour early, but most times you stay 2 hours late. That when people step into your kitchen and see what you are doing for so many people and you're doing it with just four people...and they are amazed. This is the Life of a Foodie.
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Tuesday...
...starts off just great. I am awaken by some woman screaming my name, my housemate.
She stuck her head into my room and notice I was sleeping with an erection. Apparently, she is turned on by this. I wake up like the house is on fire, reading to throw on some pants and dash. She says she was waking me up to tell me she is leaving for work. Since when, after 3 months of me being in your house, that you have to need to tell me while I am sleep, that you are leaving for work. I told her, sleepily, that we have to have a talk tomorrow morning, cause that will be the next time I will see her.
So, I have a breakfast date this coming Sunday at Denny's. I am so amazed at this place. The amount of food they give you for such a low price. But what really amazes me is that no Black people go there to eat. Some work in the kitchen and do the cooking, but none actually, as far as I have seen, have sat down and eat there since I've been in there to eat while I was there. Well, she is 25 years old and had to get permission from her parents, ( I should back out now, right?). I met her parents. Father looked me up and down and gave me that 'father look'. Her mother LOVES me, after I told her who I was and what I am about. I let both of them know that I won't do anything to harm or shame her family name. That sex isn't really on my mind with her, because, what does she really know. Which, she really knows nothing.
I met her walking to the store. We both turned around to see if we were looking back at each other. We started talking ans she walked back to the store with me. After I did my thing, she told me she wanted to hang out with me, so I said breakfast. Neither one of us are driving, so we are busing it. I told her father this, and he offered me his car. I told him no, cause I want to see how on time his daughter will be for breakfast and he laughed. Next Tuesday I am invited to the house for dinner.
See... the perfect, or close to perfect woman for me is... 36 years old, single, no children...PERIOD!! But in today day and age, where will I find a woman like that. I know they are out there, but some have been burned by men that whenever you step to one to JUST talk to, I can tell what her past relationships have been like. They don't know how to let that hurt go from their previous relationship. I know it's hard, but you DO have to move on. Not only that, if you're looking or just want another relationship, they have to make themselves emotionally and mentally available. So far, like I said..nix, nien, nada have come before me, nor have I met.
Not only that, but I have been working some crazy hours and I'm sorry, my rest & sleep comes way before you're bored and want some company. Okay, if you want to go out and doing something, or have something planned at home... Don't tell me to come over and I have to plan the evening or the day, when I am on just 4 hours of sleep. Because, when I do get a chance to sit down, my eyes will close and it's a wrap. I notice that a lot of men here DON"T WON"T work, so they keep those 'hustling' hours. Sleep almost all day, wake up at 3pm, get ready to leave at 6pm and are up all night to about 5am...for WHAT??!! It's crazy.
I have no problem meeting women, it's just in me. I will go up and just talk...about anything. But it's from the heart. I talk about what is on my mind, curiously wanting to know more about her. Most will give me their number, but I dont talk in the phone, rather be face to face with you. Most have a car, so I say we can plan something, an outing to some where. I tell them, gas and food, everything is on me. And most can't get away because, no babysitter or 'other' commitments at home. So what they really want to do is hang out where I live, in my room. But I tell them, I rent a room and that's all I am accountable for in this woman's home. What goes on behind my door is my business. We can watch movies, get some take out and you can even spend the night with NO sex involved, but.. If you want something to happen you will let me know. Like I said, they have children and they can't just lay up with me and ignore their kids, their responsibilities at home.
Oh well.
She stuck her head into my room and notice I was sleeping with an erection. Apparently, she is turned on by this. I wake up like the house is on fire, reading to throw on some pants and dash. She says she was waking me up to tell me she is leaving for work. Since when, after 3 months of me being in your house, that you have to need to tell me while I am sleep, that you are leaving for work. I told her, sleepily, that we have to have a talk tomorrow morning, cause that will be the next time I will see her.
So, I have a breakfast date this coming Sunday at Denny's. I am so amazed at this place. The amount of food they give you for such a low price. But what really amazes me is that no Black people go there to eat. Some work in the kitchen and do the cooking, but none actually, as far as I have seen, have sat down and eat there since I've been in there to eat while I was there. Well, she is 25 years old and had to get permission from her parents, ( I should back out now, right?). I met her parents. Father looked me up and down and gave me that 'father look'. Her mother LOVES me, after I told her who I was and what I am about. I let both of them know that I won't do anything to harm or shame her family name. That sex isn't really on my mind with her, because, what does she really know. Which, she really knows nothing.
I met her walking to the store. We both turned around to see if we were looking back at each other. We started talking ans she walked back to the store with me. After I did my thing, she told me she wanted to hang out with me, so I said breakfast. Neither one of us are driving, so we are busing it. I told her father this, and he offered me his car. I told him no, cause I want to see how on time his daughter will be for breakfast and he laughed. Next Tuesday I am invited to the house for dinner.
See... the perfect, or close to perfect woman for me is... 36 years old, single, no children...PERIOD!! But in today day and age, where will I find a woman like that. I know they are out there, but some have been burned by men that whenever you step to one to JUST talk to, I can tell what her past relationships have been like. They don't know how to let that hurt go from their previous relationship. I know it's hard, but you DO have to move on. Not only that, if you're looking or just want another relationship, they have to make themselves emotionally and mentally available. So far, like I said..nix, nien, nada have come before me, nor have I met.
Not only that, but I have been working some crazy hours and I'm sorry, my rest & sleep comes way before you're bored and want some company. Okay, if you want to go out and doing something, or have something planned at home... Don't tell me to come over and I have to plan the evening or the day, when I am on just 4 hours of sleep. Because, when I do get a chance to sit down, my eyes will close and it's a wrap. I notice that a lot of men here DON"T WON"T work, so they keep those 'hustling' hours. Sleep almost all day, wake up at 3pm, get ready to leave at 6pm and are up all night to about 5am...for WHAT??!! It's crazy.
I have no problem meeting women, it's just in me. I will go up and just talk...about anything. But it's from the heart. I talk about what is on my mind, curiously wanting to know more about her. Most will give me their number, but I dont talk in the phone, rather be face to face with you. Most have a car, so I say we can plan something, an outing to some where. I tell them, gas and food, everything is on me. And most can't get away because, no babysitter or 'other' commitments at home. So what they really want to do is hang out where I live, in my room. But I tell them, I rent a room and that's all I am accountable for in this woman's home. What goes on behind my door is my business. We can watch movies, get some take out and you can even spend the night with NO sex involved, but.. If you want something to happen you will let me know. Like I said, they have children and they can't just lay up with me and ignore their kids, their responsibilities at home.
Oh well.
Sunday, July 13, 2014
I Know, But What Can I Say...
...all I can say is this...it has been rough.
There is a proper way to handle your business and I'm not the one to TELL some one how to do that. But I will try and give advice. Most people won't and don't take advice, I know I don't at some times. When things get to 'Cluster Fuck Mode', it's all hands on deck and some one has to take the blame. I learned how to take the blame...even though most times it isn't my fault. Taking blame, what, you can't kill me for it, so when no one claims it, I do. The reason? Because I am capable of making mistakes, and just maybe it WAS my mistake. Look at it this way... If you see some one doing something wrong, and if you dont step in to correct it...When everyone gets their ass chewed all together, step up and say, hey, it was my fault because in theory, it was. Because you didn't attempt to stop or correct what was doing wrong.
I like how I can throw an idea out there, and some one takes the credit for it.
If something we eat, falls on the ground, I would NEVER offer it to another person so that they can eat it.
Like I said, these last couple of weeks have been draining on the mind. Can't seem to make a decision on what direction I want to turn to. I can't make a choice, but... I am going to have to, don't want some one making the decision for me.
There is a proper way to handle your business and I'm not the one to TELL some one how to do that. But I will try and give advice. Most people won't and don't take advice, I know I don't at some times. When things get to 'Cluster Fuck Mode', it's all hands on deck and some one has to take the blame. I learned how to take the blame...even though most times it isn't my fault. Taking blame, what, you can't kill me for it, so when no one claims it, I do. The reason? Because I am capable of making mistakes, and just maybe it WAS my mistake. Look at it this way... If you see some one doing something wrong, and if you dont step in to correct it...When everyone gets their ass chewed all together, step up and say, hey, it was my fault because in theory, it was. Because you didn't attempt to stop or correct what was doing wrong.
I like how I can throw an idea out there, and some one takes the credit for it.
If something we eat, falls on the ground, I would NEVER offer it to another person so that they can eat it.
Like I said, these last couple of weeks have been draining on the mind. Can't seem to make a decision on what direction I want to turn to. I can't make a choice, but... I am going to have to, don't want some one making the decision for me.
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