The Trappist
Got an offer from this place today. I didn't submit a reason they just like my food. I didn't think they were serious but the executive chef asked me to work for her after I made her dinner.
This is massive! I wasn't good enough to go pro in soccer but I knew if I focused on being a cook I could get pretty far. In just a few years I've made moves in the food industry a lot of people wish they could make. I'm not formally trained either. I learned in kitchens and from having my own business.
I'm doing better than people who have spent 50-100k on culinary school.
I ain't a dreamer I get shyt done.
I wish I had someone to share this with. But this is my life. Nobody cares other than me and my friend, and that's fine. I do it for me and nobody else.
When I have kids I want to celebrate all their victories with them. They're never going wonder if I'm proud of them or not. I'm already proud of them and I haven't had any yet.
Shout out to my home girl, she's the realest. Shout out to me for trusting the process.
Funny thing is I have a promotion on the table and another job on the table. Both are good moves, but which is the best decision for my life?
Idunno. I've got some thinking to do.
I am hella sick from the vaccinations I got last night in the ER. fukk all that vaccine hype. I feel like I'm dying.