After working in a kitchen for 9 years, I’ll admit I’m a bit pettier than the average person when it comes to how food is prepared or stored. In my defense, life is so much nicer when everything is organized and when your food looks great.
But then there are animals among us who give zero shits. Actually, they gave one shit. They shat all over my lifestyle, and I won’t accept that.
If you’re one of these people, don’t ever talk to me or my son again.