I'm back
Well I have finally returned. I know it has been a long time since most of you have heard from me and I hope that you will forgive me for not staying in touch and being a better friend. So I thought would update you as to what has been going on and hopefully I will hear from anyone that was truly offended by my behavior.
Well as some of you may or may not know I quit my job at Marshall Field’s as a Sous Chef, because they were really driving me crazy, literally. The Executive Chef had quit right before the holiday season, and if you work in the retail restaurant business you know this is fourth quarter one of the busiest times of the year. So with little or no help from the Regional Exec. Chef and his boss, we made it through the holiday season. Of course there was no thank you for getting us through fourth quarter, no there were just complaints about what I did wrong, then they piled more work on me. So I quit.
So after that experience I didn’t want to really work in a kitchen for a minute. I also started to get depressed and stopped communicating with my friends a little at a time. I slowly stopped enjoying things that I liked to do. Eventually after 6 months I got a job that I thought would be great, it was still in the food industry, but more front of the house type work. It was as an assistant manager at Potbelly’s. I figured this would be a way to get experience in foh and the job wasn’t really that hard. Of course when you run into the gm from hell that’s a different story. This woman was not a people person and on a regular basis told the employees how she preferred the boys over the girls to work with, which if you read between the lines means my days were numbered. This job stressed me out so bad my face broke out and my hair started to break off and fall out. She wrote up several times for things that she let my male counterparts get away with on a daily basis. You know course this is sinking me deeper into depression and more and more friends start to slip away, because I’m neglecting them. So when they finally let me go, for what I say was for no reason, even the regional gm agreed that I did what was asked of me, but she had no where to put me, that was the straw that broke the camels back. I decided I didn’t want to work in the kitchen at all. I was also severely depressed and stopped communicating with everyone, except my boyfriend and my family. I stopped going outside unless I had to. Unless you have been fired even from a job you hate, you never know how bad it can affect you. The feelings of shame and guilt you feel, because you think you weren’t good enough. Then trying to find a job after that doesn’t make it feel any better.
But don’t cry for me Argentina, because things have started to look up. After 7 months I have finally found a job that I know I will enjoy, I’m almost out of debt(if I gone into that it would have been even longer story), and I’m not depressed anymore(and with God’s help I hope to never be again). So hopefully those of you that felt that I had tossed you to the side will please forgive me. Hope to hear from you soon.
Sincerely,
Stephanie
Well as some of you may or may not know I quit my job at Marshall Field’s as a Sous Chef, because they were really driving me crazy, literally. The Executive Chef had quit right before the holiday season, and if you work in the retail restaurant business you know this is fourth quarter one of the busiest times of the year. So with little or no help from the Regional Exec. Chef and his boss, we made it through the holiday season. Of course there was no thank you for getting us through fourth quarter, no there were just complaints about what I did wrong, then they piled more work on me. So I quit.
So after that experience I didn’t want to really work in a kitchen for a minute. I also started to get depressed and stopped communicating with my friends a little at a time. I slowly stopped enjoying things that I liked to do. Eventually after 6 months I got a job that I thought would be great, it was still in the food industry, but more front of the house type work. It was as an assistant manager at Potbelly’s. I figured this would be a way to get experience in foh and the job wasn’t really that hard. Of course when you run into the gm from hell that’s a different story. This woman was not a people person and on a regular basis told the employees how she preferred the boys over the girls to work with, which if you read between the lines means my days were numbered. This job stressed me out so bad my face broke out and my hair started to break off and fall out. She wrote up several times for things that she let my male counterparts get away with on a daily basis. You know course this is sinking me deeper into depression and more and more friends start to slip away, because I’m neglecting them. So when they finally let me go, for what I say was for no reason, even the regional gm agreed that I did what was asked of me, but she had no where to put me, that was the straw that broke the camels back. I decided I didn’t want to work in the kitchen at all. I was also severely depressed and stopped communicating with everyone, except my boyfriend and my family. I stopped going outside unless I had to. Unless you have been fired even from a job you hate, you never know how bad it can affect you. The feelings of shame and guilt you feel, because you think you weren’t good enough. Then trying to find a job after that doesn’t make it feel any better.
But don’t cry for me Argentina, because things have started to look up. After 7 months I have finally found a job that I know I will enjoy, I’m almost out of debt(if I gone into that it would have been even longer story), and I’m not depressed anymore(and with God’s help I hope to never be again). So hopefully those of you that felt that I had tossed you to the side will please forgive me. Hope to hear from you soon.
Sincerely,
Stephanie