Likewise. I part time health inspect and part time desk job, and the contrast is night and day. In one job, it’s a game as to figuring out how many lies they’ve told me and where things are hidden (found a big knife once wedged underneath a steel prep bench??? Found a toilet cistern once mounted on the walk-in cooler wall to catch the condensate???), and the other is crunching numbers and other money things.
Kinda miss going in to as many restaurants as I used to finding the weirdest things (male fertility medication in the kitchen???) and hearing the weirdest excuses.
EHHHHHHHH 😰
Oh, okay.
I went back to a desk job recently and I’m not used to how cordial and polite everyone is.
I kinda miss it, maybe I have a masochist side I don’t know about.
Likewise. I part time health inspect and part time desk job, and the contrast is night and day. In one job, it’s a game as to figuring out how many lies they’ve told me and where things are hidden (found a big knife once wedged underneath a steel prep bench??? Found a toilet cistern once mounted on the walk-in cooler wall to catch the condensate???), and the other is crunching numbers and other money things.
Kinda miss going in to as many restaurants as I used to finding the weirdest things (male fertility medication in the kitchen???) and hearing the weirdest excuses.
The best and the worst.
Former chef here, too. It’s hard to get motivated without the threats.
once you’ve been threatened for water not boiling fast enough, aren’t you kind of always a chef?