we made 8 grand last night. I'm still tired and I have work in a couple hours. fukk, I should show up early too, but I really want to sleep, but a couple more hours sleep won't make that much of a difference. But I know it doesn't benefit me, in the long run, to show up early. People have short memories and don't appreciate my time. I focus on being calm before work because people are hella worked when I get there and it's always pretty messy. I enjoy what I do, but weeks like this exhausting. I don't do anything other than work. I don't talk to anybody, I just work, sleep, and work. I love what I do, but it's cost me a lot to get to this level. fukked up part is I'm not where I want to be. It only gets more lonely from here.
I might have to rethink the family and kids idea. I don't get home until 1-4AM I work all afternoon and night. I work holidays and weekends.
I'm getting nice. I was featured in restaurant week and beer week. Not many people can say that in my field. My resume kicks ass, but I am alone most of the time, and I'm always exhausted. I can't show weakness. I have to be strong for my team. So I suck it up.
I got measured for some clothes I'm having made and my tailor said I haven't gotten bigger anywhere in almost 3 years. She said that's insane because people my age get bigger. I work out twice a day no matter what I will never gain a pound. I don't need to weigh myself because I'm in tune with my body. Cardio overweights. Maintaining a thin frame is much easier than maintaining a big bulky frame. Time will tell, and it's told me I'm right about a lot of shyt. I just let people think they're right but the proof is in the pudding.
These nikkas look like pudding and I look like a statue. The amount of girls who buy me drinks at work is next level. The bar tenders get mad because I get more tips and attention than they do. I can't help that I'm beautiful. I work in a white space, so they don't understand how a black man could be attractive, but as soon as them white girls start drinking they start throwing me the ass.
Its hilarious, because the black chicks that go in there are usually on dates with white boys and they act like they don't see me. It's pretty funny, they assume I'm a server or dish washer until they see me running our kitchen and realize I'm the chef. They think I'm bummy, I can tell by the way they look at me. My people gotta do better. I expect the crackers to act like that, but not my people. When black folks come to my spot I give them table service and let them know they're welcome.
Not only am I the boss, but I help plan the menu too. So I understand the food top to bottom because I helped design it. I speak spanish, portugese, french, english, and little hebrew. When they hear me speak another language they bug out. We gotta stop assuming other black people are ignorant because they're not doing the big 3 college educated black people job.
That shyt's corny as fukk to me. I could treat them like everyone else treats them and that's like shyt. Ain't nobody rushing to help them because it's a white space. But I ain't a hater and I luhhh my nikkas so I show love.
Can I get some love back though?
I like being low key because TBH I'm the shyt, and It's funny to me when a girl thinks I'm nobody. When she realizes I'm somebody her attitude changes immediately. It's fukking hilarious. I dress how I want, I talk how I want, and it don't matter because my food is fukking fire. We win awards every year for our food, and there's only three cooks and I'm one of them.
LOL I love when people ask me for shyt because they're racist and they think I'm a server. No I don't get people forks. I don't do clear your table. LOL they don't do that to the white people I work with, just me, when I say no they try to get me fired, and my boss tells them I'm the chef. The look on their faces is fukking priceless.
Racism is a mothefukker. Even other black people assume I'm a dish washer because I'm black.
cant say the same for these bald head broads walking around my neighborhood
