Dear "Chef", I'm not sure which it was that made me realize I made the right decision in telling you I wasn't working for you anymore. Was it a) the fact that you only paid me $55 when I worked 6 hours? (ps that equals $60.90). Or b) that I had a mere two hours of training before opening? There's also c) the fact that the basement in which I was told to leave my stuff looks like something out of a horror movie.
All in all, thanks for the unfortunate experience and try to smile once in a while! Life ain't that fuckin bad. —Not That Shy