For the next four days, I am on shift from 6AM to 2:30PM. Yes, it's an early start but I tell myself it's not as bad as the 5AM starts back at About Life last year.
Also, since I am now working in the city, I've decided to catch the train to work. I wanted to be the average working joe blue-collar complete with the commute. I set my alarm for 4:30AM to catch the early train.
As I switched off the alarm, still groggy, I stumbled into the shower to really wake myself up. I managed to rush out the door and got across the road when I realised I forgot my knives. Holy crap, I don't even have my housekeys to get back in and get my knives. I had to call my sister to let me back in, and after a quick jog I made the early train.
I got to work on time, and found my housekeys in my locker, thank god, but when I went to collect my uniform for the day, the laundry was not staffed. WTF is the point of getting on time but not get to work because I haven't got my uniform? Then I saw other people picking out clothes from the racks. The door was open so I got inside and got a uniform. Later I was to learn that if I needed to get my uniform the day before if my shift starts earlier than 7AM when the first laundry staff begins their shift.
The rest of day at the cold section involved making over 200 canapes, cutting more brunoise, being on service for the canapes, and searing 150 rolled lamb shoulders (putting 50 at a time, by the time number 50 is on, it's time to start turning number 1). But the moment of the day was when, one of the other sous chefs asked me to work a shift in his section on Thursday. He actually thinks (or expects?) I can do the job in his section.
I managed to clock off at 4:30PM, man, has this been a long day. Especially impressive considering I didn't take a single break, no lunch, no ciggie break, not even a toilet break! I must have bladders of steel :-)
i'm so happy for you! your dream has come true...working regularly in a good kitchen :) and the chefs have faith in your abilities. this opportunity was worth the wait
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