All good things come to an end.

Year 2010;

With the bad luck that struck the both of us and the desperate need for funds to renovate our dream home, a promotion was truly a God send!.

I hated my new position! I was simply to good to deal with 8 rebellious kitchen members, and guess being the youngest to deal with all of them was no easy task!. Trying to convince them that this puny man knows what he is talking about!.....if you know what I mean!?...
I wanted to give up, after all there was no shame in it, many have tried to control the brigade with a poor result!. But have anyone ever stopped and listened to what they wanted to say?. So that is what  I did before throwing the towel!. I must admit work was not easy! it was stressful and awfully busy, and the heat was just "infernal" and not to mention the space restriction!(so you couldn't really blame the guys for there behaviour) The kitchen was tiny..but I mean really small! I called it the Barbie kitchen cause it was so small, just a 15sqm elongated oblong!.

Tailor-made the roster to fit everyone needs, and make them all work more at ease.  Sacrificed 3 hours of my free mornings for months by going in early to be able to write down a daily menu and guide them step by step trough it!. But I did not mind at all! the change in there attitude was clearly visible and I gained there trust completely, if I asked them to back flip they would have done it! (no kidding!).

Then one fine day the so called black cloud hit us! I'm talking about the (recession). Apparently the hotel made a considerable loss!, more by mismanagement in my opinion then by lack of work, the hotel was constantly full 365days a year!. What made the company hit the bottom was the wrong investments and not mentioning the over half a million in food bills charged to the hotel for personal entertainment by the directors, but as I always say the hotel worked in mysterious ways that no one could ever understand!.

So there I was facing to loose half of my now settled brigade, the executive clean swept away  my tight laced kitchen by half its man power!. I was given a small bonus for the work done, and to shut my mouth and oblige to the decision.

Well... I did not! convinced the director that if the kitchen was to be halved the standard would go down dramatically, it was physically impossible for 4 man do the work of 8!. This only prolongated the situation for a few months as within 2 months one member after the other was transferred... to different posts.

Then I was sick and I was tired of it, it was impossible to cope, every single person of us was demotivated to the point in loosing interest in the work done. We just needed to be fast, cook and out! no time for quality it was quality against quantity. Over a time period of 6 months over 9 members left or were sent away from every department, keeping the "skellington staff" as they called it!. Then..... a ray of light... a new addition!   a new team member!!  felt like the "mana" sent to help Moses!.

Or so I thought...

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