So we got a little busy tonight compared to what we've been doing. I'm usually a chill, quiet, easy going person. Tonight I lost my cool a little. We've had our prep cook covering saute since the other cook is unavailable 2 days. The amount of times I had to tell this fuck to close his oven door and low boy was unbelievable. I ended just snapping on him yelling to close his fucking oven with some other added choice words. I also ended just slamming his low boy draw when he left it open. But wait it gets better the fucker was standing behind our back stairwell door holding it just slightly open for no fucking reason. I was carrying a hotel of shanks to the walkin, saw my opportunity, just kicked the door into him pretending I didn't know he was there. So yeah now you know, I'm easy going until you really piss me off, also I'm super fucking petty.



















