Kitchen Games: Or Harassment By Any Other Name

Chef likes to pick on people. Not really in a mean way, but also, not really in a nice way. My second day he told me he was going to make me cry. I told him I would stab him in the hand with a fork when I was half way there, just so he could gauge his own effectiveness at making me cry. He paused. And stared at me. And I prepared to be fired.

To date, I have not been fired nor have I been made to cry. So detante, perhaps?

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