Hey I decided to join the forums as this would be the best place to ask for opinions.
Just to tell you a little about my background... I'm freshly graduated out of high school, already got my Professional Cook Level 1 from Culinary Arts, and have been working in the industry for about a year now. I love cooking and everything about it. And of coarse I love food too. Being a red seal chef and directing a kitchen has crossed my mind a couple times, but thats a different story...
Now to get to the point. I live in a town with about 30,000 people and I currently work at one of the best pubs in town. I've worked there for roughly three months as a line cook, doing part-time. We do dishes and prep everyday too. I'm loving this job but recently something happened.
About 4 days ago my chef was filtering out the fryers by himself. After he was done he asked me to help him carry a big stock pot of FRESH, BURNING HOT, OIL, that he was going to take out to the oil bin which is about a 30 second walk away. He told me to get some oven mitts and we went on our way. And of coarse this was my first time carrying a stock pot of hot oil on a walk ever. So we get half way there and the hot oil splashes on my forearm!! It hurt like hell. I think he asked me if I was okay and if it hurt, and I said "sure does" and after I said I was fine and we kept walking and we finished the task. He told me to put some water on it when we got back to the kitchen, I told him that it would be hurting all day long if I did. I coped with the pain and went on with my day. A half hour later he gives me a bag of ice wrapped in a cloth. I didn't use it. Later on in the day I ask him if I'm going to have this scar for the rest of my life, he said no. That day he asked me if I could stay 3 hours overtime also, I did.
So day two and I'm working with my sous-chef and I ask her if chef could of waited for that oil to cool down before we took it out, and she said yeah he could of, but he didn't, and it wasn't right of him. And I let that sit in my mind for a couple days.
Another two days pass and parts of my oil burn start to blister and pop. So it was that deep... A second degree burn. Yesterday I worked with my chef and I'm just right choked... #1 because he couldn't wait for the oil to cool down before taking it out to the bins and NOW I'm stuck with this ugly scar for the rest of my life. #2 THE MOST OF ALL, he didn't even bother to say sorry after the fact. We've talked before, he's told me a little about his life and he's been through hell and gone through like 4 marriages, whatever. I understand from that, he doesn't like the word sorry, I could imagine it's useless to him and he's not too fond of feelings either. But back to about yesterday when I was at work... I didnt say much to him, he knew I was mad. I finally decided to say to him "so it turns out i'm stuck with this scar for the rest of my life. do you got anything to say to that?" he thought deeply and basically said no after. I was hurt. The one person I gave all my respect to and trusted... it just hurt my soul, he didnt even bother to say sorry. I thought of those two words "i'm sorry" as some sort of consultation to this matter. I could care less about the scar or the pain that went along with it, I think of it as a battle scar from the kitchen otherwise. But I just hate to look at my chef now. It pisses me off so much I wanna cry everytime I look at my scar now, and I thought about quitting too. But i'm not gonna let down my sous-chef and all the servers down. The place needs someone like me, someone that puts 110% every, single, day. What do I do from this point?? I'm litterally starting to hate my chef. Those two words I'm Sorry could of made a HUGE difference. Is it wrong of me to feel this way just because I got my first oil burn EVER that i'm gonna have a scar from AND on top of it he didnt say sorry!! Help me please!