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| quote: | Originally posted by EddieZilker
Spam's right. Total rookie moves.
Another chef I worked under regularly billed himself as the Meanest Man Alive and could put all but the most hardened of meta-flamers to shame with some of the shit just coming off the top of his head. Of these, I remember:
"If I wanted you to FIX IT I would have had you do it fucking right in the first place"
"Are you filming a documentary or is there some other reason you're doing that in slow motion?"
(Referring to a chef he rightly thought sub-standard) "Oh, sorry, I must have had my head up my DeWayne."
He followed one cook around the kitchen humming and singing Dumbo's "Pink Elephants on Parade" and calling him Dumbo. And the cook was quite fat and slow.
Regularly took pride in making the waitrons cry.
He was funny as hell, knew his shit, but could be a complete douche-bag, too. |
My head chef stood on pasta station and spent lunch service throwing empty squirt bottles at our pantry prep cook because he entered service with grungy bottles. Talking constant shit to him the entire time about how lazy he was. It was hilarious.
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Captain Planet is gey.
Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Heart???
These forces are supposed to combine to create Captain Planet?
Bullshit.
Those forces combine to create a soaking, boiling mudstorm on Valentine's Day.
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