i quit my job after 3 years, well, we agreed to part ways. it was old and tiring and i was sick of the same thing every day, week after week, month after month, seeing the same inefficiencies and the same, "someone else will do it" attitudes. We have had 5 different managers in 3 years, 2 head chefs, 3 sous chefs and countless support people. I trained a 18y/o high school drop out last year, I AM 44 TOO OLD TO TRAIN STUPID PEOPLE. But i did.
Really I just hated being taken advantage of, not so much the work load, just the assumption that I would keep picking up the slack, well that was getting old.
We had people that refused to flush a toilet, if its yellow let it mellow, fuck that, you work in a kitchen you dirty fuck flush the goddamn toilet.
The bug man (Orkin) was in 2 weeks ago looking for cockroaches. that was the first time i had seen him in 3 years, why now? ya, i know...roaches.
If you step on a roach and get their eggs on the bottom of your shoe you are taking those with you wherever you go. I dont live int he Taj Mahal, but I dont want bugs in my house either.
Ya, it was time for a change.