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	<title>Comments on: Stand Back</title>
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	<description>Music in Seven Days from Seven Writers</description>
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		<title>By: stacey</title>
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		<dc:creator>stacey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 18:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>this post is kind of like my mom.  sort of.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the last kitchen job I had, and only, was when I worked at La Tour d&#039;Argent in Houston back in 1994.  I was the only white person and second woman.  The other woman was the head chef&#039;s wife.&lt;br/&gt;I applied randomly and with no experience was accepted.&lt;br/&gt;After a month I quit as I thought I was messing up the place just by being there, and at the time I really didn&#039;t want to go in that kind of direction, so just thought it better to quit and leave the nice quiet kitchen as is.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Makes me laugh now to see how naive I was back then, though still am somewhat.  Now I know kitchens are born chaos generators.  Ah well.  It was fun while it lasted.  I knew how to make souffles for 20 and vegetable appetizers in giant ice sculptures.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There was no music.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>this post is kind of like my mom.  sort of.</p>
<p>the last kitchen job I had, and only, was when I worked at La Tour d&#8217;Argent in Houston back in 1994.  I was the only white person and second woman.  The other woman was the head chef&#8217;s wife.<br />I applied randomly and with no experience was accepted.<br />After a month I quit as I thought I was messing up the place just by being there, and at the time I really didn&#8217;t want to go in that kind of direction, so just thought it better to quit and leave the nice quiet kitchen as is.</p>
<p>Makes me laugh now to see how naive I was back then, though still am somewhat.  Now I know kitchens are born chaos generators.  Ah well.  It was fun while it lasted.  I knew how to make souffles for 20 and vegetable appetizers in giant ice sculptures.  </p>
<p>There was no music.</p>
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		<title>By: Carlos Anaconda</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carlos Anaconda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 01:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I like this a lot.  I like tricky stories, stuff that sounds true, and then it doesnt and then in the end it does because it does and doesnt.  It also reminded me of Sybil... up to a point.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And while at first I could sense some disdain for this person, in the end I think you did a good job at showing some affection for the girl and i even thought you were being a little sweet about it, which is not something i immediately associate with the you i&#039;ve come to know through your posts.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I like this a lot.  I like tricky stories, stuff that sounds true, and then it doesnt and then in the end it does because it does and doesnt.  It also reminded me of Sybil&#8230; up to a point.  </p>
<p>And while at first I could sense some disdain for this person, in the end I think you did a good job at showing some affection for the girl and i even thought you were being a little sweet about it, which is not something i immediately associate with the you i&#8217;ve come to know through your posts.</p>
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		<title>By: The Unspeakable</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Unspeakable</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I didn&#039;t know you liked boys Justin. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There&#039;s a battle over even allowing music in the god forsaken kitchen I am working in right now. The sous chef has this little man syndrome and doesn&#039;t want anyone to have any kind of a good time when he is working, and has gone so far as to slam the transistor radio to the ground, which is stupid. I mean, he&#039;s stupid. And during my second week there, we got into it in front of the whole staff because not allowing music in a fucking fry kitchen of all places is totally ridiculous. Since then, everyone has banded together and I am in the midst of yet another music related work war. The worst part of it all, is that the radio itself probably came from selling magazine subscriptions and any reception just sounds like tin garbage.  WHen I worked with the Filippinos in AK during 80 hour work weeks--I used to haul in a giant ass Force EV speaker and play everyone&#039;s cds.. including the WILDLY popular AQUA.. Taking music from people at work is just fucking wrong. Only assholes do that. What&#039;s the big deal if everyone can deal with the selection and no one is doing brain surgery?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I didn&#8217;t know you liked boys Justin. </p>
<p>There&#8217;s a battle over even allowing music in the god forsaken kitchen I am working in right now. The sous chef has this little man syndrome and doesn&#8217;t want anyone to have any kind of a good time when he is working, and has gone so far as to slam the transistor radio to the ground, which is stupid. I mean, he&#8217;s stupid. And during my second week there, we got into it in front of the whole staff because not allowing music in a fucking fry kitchen of all places is totally ridiculous. Since then, everyone has banded together and I am in the midst of yet another music related work war. The worst part of it all, is that the radio itself probably came from selling magazine subscriptions and any reception just sounds like tin garbage.  WHen I worked with the Filippinos in AK during 80 hour work weeks&#8211;I used to haul in a giant ass Force EV speaker and play everyone&#8217;s cds.. including the WILDLY popular AQUA.. Taking music from people at work is just fucking wrong. Only assholes do that. What&#8217;s the big deal if everyone can deal with the selection and no one is doing brain surgery?</p>
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