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The restaurant opened last Tuesday, I put in almost 11O hours in 7 days. The chef, my boss and half owner, was taken to the hospital and had emergency brain surgery. He walked off the line Friday night, saying he didnt' feel great and needed a breath of fresh air. He went to his car, rested for 20 minutes, and then just drove himself to the
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I have been trying to find the words to describe the last two weeks and I have yet to be able to construct a narrative that makes sense and conveys all that has gone on. The short answer is that things are starting to level out, but at what level, I don't yet know.
Nothing feels right or comfortable. There is a tension in the air that is nearly palpable. It is certainly not the environment that will produce the best food, or encourage employees to do their best.
Thank-you for asking, I just wish I had a more coherent answer. I am working hard to remove my emotions from the situation and evaluate what is going on objectively. Unfortunately, I am not objective, or cool, or reserved. I respond viscerally and instinctively, and often without understanding my motivations until after the fact. My body is telling me to run as fast as I can in the other direction. My bank account is telling me not to leave.
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