Dec 14, 2022
Don’t you hate it when your cupcakes reproduce asexually through mitosis
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Don’t you hate it when your cupcakes reproduce asexually through mitosis
I’ve got this employee who works a double standard like there’s no tomorrow.
She’s older, she grumpy and crotchety like most older women. And she makes fun of literally every single person in the place. Especially behind their backs. And she does it mean spirited.
But the second you tease her about something (JOKINGLY) she starts complaining to higher ups that we’re “making fun of her disabilities”.
Example 1. She’s told me a hundred times that she takes her hearing aids out at work when the boss is talking to her so she doesn’t have to listen to them and then she forgets to put them back in. Once, she was standing in front of the cook who was taking hot pans from the oven. The cook kept asking her to move cause she had hot pans with hot liquid in them, to the point of yelling to get her attention. She wouldn’t move, she just kept chatting to the other cook on the line, cause she obviously couldn’t hear. I heard the yelling and came out of my office to help the cook, and when I said something along the lines of “can’t you hear? She’s yelling at you to move” she got so angry. Saying I was making fun of her disability of being partially deaf. She went to my boss crying that I was being mean. She didn’t talk to me for 2 months, until multiple people in the kitchen told her to get over it. I even apologized many times (even though I still don’t think it was warranted.
Example 2. After chatting across the whole kitchen loudly, making fun of pretty much everyone, she asked if I had laryngitis cause I wasn’t talking. (Mind you, I’m working on a catering, so I’m focused on my work). I smiled and said back with a laugh, “well you’re doing enough talking for the two of us, so I figured it was fine.” She walked away and came back a moment later and asked if I had anyone in my family with disabilities. I confidently said back, yes, my mother has severe disabilities (she does). And she said, well do you make fun of her too, or just me? The lady standing next to me said, “is talking too much a disability? Cause I’d like to file for that” Yeah, she didn’t like that. She threw her hands up and walked away in a huff.
Like. Wtf man. Grow up. You cant bitch about everyone else and get mad when someone talks back to you.
That moment when your eye is itchy and you have a knife in your hand, and your first instinct is to rub the eye with the knife hand.
Yes brain, I want to poke the eye out because it is itchy
Morgan Stark
Morgan: Hey Peter, I'm hungry. Let’s make waffles.
Peter: Okie-dokie-artichoke!
[they go to the kitchen]
[a few moments later]
Peter: MoRgANNNNN!!!!! I thought you said you knew how to cook! *waves burned hand frantically* MR STARK YOUR DAUGHTER BURNED MY HAND
[morgan skips happily while her dad comes over wearily]
Tony: Kids, what’d you do this time?
PeterandMorgan: MORGAN BURNED MY HAND/oh, he was stupid and burned himself.
Tony: *sighs* you two figure it out, i’m done.
[as he walks away Peter and Morgan start fighting]
PeterandMorgan: HeyyouburnedmeNoIdidn’tyouburnedyourselfHeystopthatithurtsWellyouburnedmyhandsothat’swhatyouget!
First and second time I did Cupcakes!
So,this last Monday,I decided that I wanted to bake. Mind you, I never got around to cooking or baking,and my parents didn’t trust me around the kitchen.
However,I bought everything I needed and on Tuesday me and my little sister started to do it. I was around the first steps when MY DAD comes in the kitchen. He insisted that I was doing the steps on the wrong way and then he preceded to mess with the recipe and I couldn’t say anything because he “knew how to bake”.
Flash forwards 1 hour and the cupcakes are horrible looking, tasting like too much sugar and it was just bad. My dad only said that I HAD SCREWED THE RECIPE BECAUSE I DIDNT KNEW HOW TO BAKE.
I told him I was doing another try at baking when he was away working. So I did it again, all by myself,trusting the recipe and it only took me 30 minutes (with my dad it took a hour and a half) and GUYS LOOK HOW IT WENT:
Honestly, I’m gonna start baking more and I will get super good.
I’m sorry if this is not the perfect post but I just felt SO PROUD and I think that Tumblr is the only place where I will find people to be excited over this with me!!!!
Kitchen Witch problems:
I really wanna get into baking pastries...
... but who has that kind of counter space!?
fine dining just means that you have nightmares about bruised garnish
CHEF A.P.B
look i don't normally do this but im fuckin at the end of my rope. seriously i need retrospect before i have a stroke. quick scenario we 86 a lot of staples of our menu. Including hamburger buns and Chicken Breasts to name two. i work in a hotel with slammed catering business and a month new exe chef. look when do "line cooks" take responsibility for our actions and in ability to communicate before passing it off as "this is ridiculous" pass the blame?