Reasons I'm a chef and not another profession.
*watching cooking segment involving Armitage*
Richard Phillips: Now you toss in the chopped coriander...
me (shouting at the computer): IT'S CILANTRO, YOU TIT! Wait...why are you chopping the peppers like- *throws hands up* goddammit you are wasting perfectly good pepper with that chop!
Inner fangirl: Um......excuse me? can we look at the hotness of Richard Armitage for a moment here?
Inner Chef: *look of death* DID YOU SEE THE PLATE PRESENTATION?! DID YOU?!!!!
Inner fangirl: ........ *flees in terror*
Inner Chef: Why in the blue hell would you use something as stupid as light coconut milk?? it's Thai food! Either go full-fat or frickin' forget it!
Inner fangirl: um......can we look at Richard now?
Inner Chef: GO BACK TO YOUR CAVE WHILE WE GLOWER ABOUT THIS.
Inner fangirl: Yes'm... *hides*
Me(to Nikki): see this? This is why I'm a chef by profession and not by hobby. My stress levels can't take this as a hobby.