tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261162596630192850.post5839905131925812414..comments2023-06-30T09:48:39.223+02:00Comments on The Blue Spire: "Yes, Chef!"Perovskiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02288179080765960283noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261162596630192850.post-75422931403057381062012-06-26T16:59:45.118+02:002012-06-26T16:59:45.118+02:00Sorry I haven't responded to your comment unti...Sorry I haven't responded to your comment until now, A. <br /><br />I'm strangely liking my job. Yes, dishwashing. Odd, eh? But I get to watch everything going on around me, yet being part of none of it (read: mealtime stress, although my mealtime stress is different). I watch, I listen, I get the 'flow'. I love being surrounded by all the energy. Of course, I like being fed, too :)<br /><br />Yeah, I'm finding I'm telling people I'm behind them in places outside of the restaurant. It transfers.Perovskiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02288179080765960283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261162596630192850.post-50613274352172808432012-06-15T04:11:33.464+02:002012-06-15T04:11:33.464+02:00I never thought anyone could be so excited about b...I never thought anyone could be so excited about being a dishwasher. I did that job for 7 months and I effing hated it. But I don't want to be a chef, nor did I care about the cuisine. Being the only vegetarian I often got over looked when lunch time came around (they fed us, them, sometimes me too).<br /><br />I still have the habit of telling people when I'm behind them or passing behind them. Not as loudly, but still.Angehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14401943306423145549noreply@blogger.com