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tirsdendreams) wrote2009-01-30 07:46 pm
tirsdendreams) wrote2009-01-30 07:46 pm
I watched too much Kitchen Nightmares, apparently
(All of Season 1 in about 4 days. Yeps. But does my subconscious give me sexy cussing Chef Ramsay? Nopes.)
For some reason I got a job as head chef of a restaurant being run by the boss I had years ago at a movie theater in real life. I had no freaking clue what I was doing at all... cuz y'know... I'm not a chef. The kitchen layout made very little sense, so much so I'm not even going to try to describe it. I was supposed to grill a steak to medium, and finally got one of the other employees to tell me it required "two timers." They showed me a button to push above the stove, and it set this timer thing that counted down. When I pushed it again, it barely moved and then signalled the time was over already. That didn't seem right...
I knew I was failing that, but I wanted to get an order right. I managed to fry two sausages that turned into longer hot-dog-like things while I was doing that (logic? wtf is this logic you speak of?). One of the other cooks had already made one of the sandwiches it was supposed to go in, which required a long bread roll with the two sausages spanning the distance. I managed to put that together, then asked what else to do and the guy said to put ketchup and mustard and I think cheese or something on it. I was like "are you sure? what did the ticket say" cuz I was worried about allergies. He just kinda made me do it and then went off to do his own thing.
I was getting upset, and some other management person showed up to ask what was the matter. (He looked like the character Richard Alpert from ABC's LOST.) I remember actually crying over the thing, and stating my issues with "I'm worried about the customer having allergies because I have them and I know what that's like and this guy won't tell me what the order was supposed to be."
I'm really not sure what happened next, but the next thing I remember was talking to the boss's son (who didn't match up in any way to reality and heck I only just remembered that it's possible that lady did have an actual son). He was kinda plain-looking and overweight. We were in some kind of back room, maybe I was taking a break or giving up or something? And randomly he asked if we wanted to get married. And I'm like "what the eff, why not!" So we were heading back out through the kitchen to get the freak out of there, and passed by the boss. We told her what we were doing... and for some reason, the dream suddenly decided I was actually marrying her.
Then I woke up (thank the gods)...
For some reason I got a job as head chef of a restaurant being run by the boss I had years ago at a movie theater in real life. I had no freaking clue what I was doing at all... cuz y'know... I'm not a chef. The kitchen layout made very little sense, so much so I'm not even going to try to describe it. I was supposed to grill a steak to medium, and finally got one of the other employees to tell me it required "two timers." They showed me a button to push above the stove, and it set this timer thing that counted down. When I pushed it again, it barely moved and then signalled the time was over already. That didn't seem right...
I knew I was failing that, but I wanted to get an order right. I managed to fry two sausages that turned into longer hot-dog-like things while I was doing that (logic? wtf is this logic you speak of?). One of the other cooks had already made one of the sandwiches it was supposed to go in, which required a long bread roll with the two sausages spanning the distance. I managed to put that together, then asked what else to do and the guy said to put ketchup and mustard and I think cheese or something on it. I was like "are you sure? what did the ticket say" cuz I was worried about allergies. He just kinda made me do it and then went off to do his own thing.
I was getting upset, and some other management person showed up to ask what was the matter. (He looked like the character Richard Alpert from ABC's LOST.) I remember actually crying over the thing, and stating my issues with "I'm worried about the customer having allergies because I have them and I know what that's like and this guy won't tell me what the order was supposed to be."
I'm really not sure what happened next, but the next thing I remember was talking to the boss's son (who didn't match up in any way to reality and heck I only just remembered that it's possible that lady did have an actual son). He was kinda plain-looking and overweight. We were in some kind of back room, maybe I was taking a break or giving up or something? And randomly he asked if we wanted to get married. And I'm like "what the eff, why not!" So we were heading back out through the kitchen to get the freak out of there, and passed by the boss. We told her what we were doing... and for some reason, the dream suddenly decided I was actually marrying her.
Then I woke up (thank the gods)...