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I had a long, shitty day today. Only a tiny bit of production, but I had to work on the truck for an event this evening, and my chef has just been a complete asshole lately. I mean, I understand that I'm not all you hoped I would be. I'm not a fast learner... I have a background in pastry, my knife skills aren't up to par, and I can't listen to instructions from you one time and then be able to reproduce it immediately afterward. But I was upfront about all of this. I *told* you all my background was in pastry. I *told* you repetition is my friend, and I'm a visual learner. I *told* you that I can do the fucking job, but I need a teacher. So, yeah, you're right. Soon you'll be in Florida and we won't have to deal with each other anymore. That'll be awesome.