So what do I do. I move a couple hours away to get a city job in San Francisco that pays 80k plus. M-f 7-3:30. Full benefits. Sounds awesome right. One problem. The rush keeps calling my name.
After 6 months or so I pick up a part time gig at a cool little bistro on the weekends rocking out brunch. Let the chef know right away I'm not here for the money. Just passion and I want a couple shifts....don't burn me out because I have a full time job. He agreed. Of course 2-3 shifts in my schedule changes and I'm coming up w specials, soups, And running brunch which somehow ends up being 9 hours days. I burned out and had to let it go.
So now I'm back to just the job I don't want but thought would be great because I could have a life in my sparetime. That didn't last. The craving for the rush is too strong. So what I did was got a lil gig at the Biergarden down the street and it's really chill and the menu is small and everything is sourced properly. Really great gig. Since I started this gig I have told myself no matter what I'm gonna cook. Forget the money and forget the time off and great benefits.
The beirgarden is part of another restaurant where I was asked to work last Friday. GUESS WHAT!!!! I got my rush.
I'm still working the day job and I don't have any days off/ no time for life but I am glad to be back on the line rearning the moves and spanish communication ha. I hopefully be full time cook as soon as I find the gig that will pay me enough to pay bills. But in the meantime I got my Friday night in the hot spot where pressure builds and the time flies.