Last night as I tucked into my crabmeat linguine at Wild Rocket, making jokes with ex-colleagues and stealing some of the boy's lamb shank, I finally realised exactly why I cannot do restaurant work.
I love food too much.
I love it too much to be serving it to other people.
I mean, once my shift is over I get over it. But those 5 hour split shifts can really take it out of me.
Oh, the crabmeat linguine was fan-fucking-tastic! Super yummy I could've had another serving but that's just pushing it.
No comments:
Post a Comment