Heheh, well I sort of didn't know it was him for a long time, and then when he told me the story, he was clearly in so much pain over it that I didn't want to talk about it too much. Basically, it was a combination of friers that were known to be running too hot and a malfunctioning fire containment system, and the fact that the owner had let the insurance lapse just for a few days in order to be able to cut everyone's paychecks. So it could probably have happened to anyone, or at least many people, but it happened to him, and it unfortunately resulted in the place being shut down for a few thousand years instead of a couple of months.
And then he moved to San Francisco, and Lukas gave him a job in a kitchen in a bar that had recently burnt to the ground and had to be rebuilt. After the third grill fire on his shift, he got fired. DOH. But I believe he has been working kitchen jobs since then and not set anything on fire, or at least not burned anything to the ground. So it feels like it's now safe to be a dick about it. Plus I doubt he'll read my blog anytime soon anyway.
And then he moved to San Francisco, and Lukas gave him a job in a kitchen in a bar that had recently burnt to the ground and had to be rebuilt. After the third grill fire on his shift, he got fired. DOH. But I believe he has been working kitchen jobs since then and not set anything on fire, or at least not burned anything to the ground. So it feels like it's now safe to be a dick about it. Plus I doubt he'll read my blog anytime soon anyway.
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