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i'm sure i've mentioned before how i tend to associate certain songs, regardless of style, with various times of life. speeding along I-80E on my way home finally i catch the beginning chords of this cheesy, goofball pop song from summer 1999 and i nearly tear up because i realize that i've accomplished nothing that i came here to do but have done so much more than those goals that sometimes it's just necessary that you have to be in the right place at the right time.
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it's hard to have a one-on-one conversation with my Director of Operations. he talks in such a low, two-pack a day monotone that it's hard to figure out when you're supposed to just nod or when he wants you to talk. it sounds harder than it is, but every time i interject with a comment or whatever, i always feel like i'm being rude to him.
regardless, we talked today about two things, one of which bears mentioning. there's a sous chef position open in the company, and he wants me to consider taking it. i know that by making me his first choice (something i found out later in the day) he's serious about keeping me in the company, and that all my work during the past four weeks spent in opening the Toledo store has paid off, but i seriously don't know. yes, this job has it's headaches from time to time, but it's also the easiest kitchen i've ever worked in. it's more organization than creativity, the former of which i'm really good at while the latter i'm severely lacking these days.
i also have to consider the fact that our DoO is also apparently in so high of an opinion of me that he's willing to place me with our Corporate Chef. according to my Field Training Manager (who let me on that i'm the first choice for this position) the truth of the matter is that if i can hold my own i'm not that far off from running my own kitchen as Exec. Chef. on one hand i really want to jump on this boat right now. on the other, i'm scared shitless.
plus, i'd have to move to Madison, Wis. i was honestly full of anticipatory energy when i finally got back to Pittsburgh, and i haven't felt that since my ill-fated Thanksgiving trip back to Columbus in 2001.
still have to call the DoO tomorrow anyway. told him i would.
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it's hard to have a one-on-one conversation with my Director of Operations. he talks in such a low, two-pack a day monotone that it's hard to figure out when you're supposed to just nod or when he wants you to talk. it sounds harder than it is, but every time i interject with a comment or whatever, i always feel like i'm being rude to him.
regardless, we talked today about two things, one of which bears mentioning. there's a sous chef position open in the company, and he wants me to consider taking it. i know that by making me his first choice (something i found out later in the day) he's serious about keeping me in the company, and that all my work during the past four weeks spent in opening the Toledo store has paid off, but i seriously don't know. yes, this job has it's headaches from time to time, but it's also the easiest kitchen i've ever worked in. it's more organization than creativity, the former of which i'm really good at while the latter i'm severely lacking these days.
i also have to consider the fact that our DoO is also apparently in so high of an opinion of me that he's willing to place me with our Corporate Chef. according to my Field Training Manager (who let me on that i'm the first choice for this position) the truth of the matter is that if i can hold my own i'm not that far off from running my own kitchen as Exec. Chef. on one hand i really want to jump on this boat right now. on the other, i'm scared shitless.
plus, i'd have to move to Madison, Wis. i was honestly full of anticipatory energy when i finally got back to Pittsburgh, and i haven't felt that since my ill-fated Thanksgiving trip back to Columbus in 2001.
still have to call the DoO tomorrow anyway. told him i would.
posted by jersn at 4:40 AM
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Life is full of possibilities. I'm really tired. We've said this for years, and it's become slightly half-hearted at this point, but let's try to meet up some day.
i'm doing my best right now to realize that just because it looks like a sure thing, i'd still be an idiot not to make the jump. plus, as i'm shutting down the kitchen here in Pitts last night for the first time in over a month, i find i really don't like cleaning up after myself anymore. one of the true benefits of management.
one of these days (or years at this rate) we'll finally run into each other. i'm fairly confident of that. it helps having a brother and numerous nephews out your way.
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