u/ItsJustJosiah

It’s just something In realized when reflecting on the series. Any other show would have spammed the hell out of that joke until it wasn’t funny anymore.

Also, Yay first post here! 🕺

The reason I am posting this is because I am making a tutorial. The long story short is I got my OBS Recording quality and colors to how I want them, but in the event I need to reset my computer I don’t want to lose those settings as there isn’t a single tutorial that taught me how to do it. i had to learn on my own.

So if I’mma make a back up i might as well make it public. after putting the script on the timeline without cleaning it up, ***it looked like it will be around 9 Minutes or less.*** Since i cut out a lot of rant filler about me hating other tutorials for giving me bad advice.

I know people online praise short tutorials so I want to fit in with that.

In culinary school i watched a man just find out he had a bread knife 6 months in. We all had the same kit but he was using his chefs knife, the bread knife was still in its original packaging. He in the same hour cut himself and bled on the table because he was holding the bread with his palm on top of it and his fingers touching the table when cutting the bread in down the side. (Editor’s note: If I remember correctly he yelled like a cartoon character)

The correct way for those who don’t know is to palm the top of it but keeping your hand flat for this exact reason.

He ended up getting held back, we were supposed to graduate at the same time. Nobody ate his food and when i did out of curiosity i got sick immediately and i almost never get sick! I will try anything one time before i say i don’t like it.

I am 19, he was 26. With all due respect dude was an idiot and i have more stories.

That’s enough for the introduction, We will call him Kevin

When I met Kevin, nobody talked to him so I started having conversations with him because all our other classmates kept their conversations short or ignored him. This ended up with me as his partner, up until this point all his other partners flipped out on him. I later found out why, when making a dish I can’t for the life of me remember the name of but it was a base for a sauce or a soup. It had me sweating and nauseous. We made that soup 5 other times that week and he was the only one that gave me that reaction.

The teacher pulled me from my task to help him. I quickly cut his ingredients and even divided them in 3 different tins. I said “Kevin, when you are ready pour these into your pot. Before i go do you know how to make it?” He said “Of Course!” So then i walked off. 5 minutes later i have the teacher lecturing me about how i shouldn’t dump things in peoples pots without telling them. I looked at kevin and i told her exactly what i did and said kevin would have had to pour it in himself.

So what kevin ended up doing was burning every ingredient i gave him into a burnt slug looking thing, and blamed me to avoid an earful. I asked to change partners but the teacher refused because “she saw potential in us”. This then became a pattern of him fucking up and be doing his work then i get in trouble for not having time to do mine, every time being the teacher making me help him and i had to stay 1-2 hours after class to help him clean.

One day when I was making my stew, Kevin was the class manager for the day and also my partner. He unprompted grabbed a spoon and scooped some food of the pot. He told me “OP your stew needs a little more zing!”, I had no idea what he meant and it wasn’t even my pot. I was actually standing in front of it, currently mixing ingredients in it. I have no clue how he went a whole pot over that was unattended. On the bright side the class devoured it and he said it was perfect.

BONUS STORY to end this on a good note, less dumb and more funny: Kevin was not a small dude by a long shot. I remember our meat teacher said the other class was making cake and we could have some. We wait at their door and i don’t see kevin. i heard the hardest bangs slowly getting faster, my initial thought was the school was getting shot up. I hear this grown man yelling “CAAAAAAAAAKE!!!!” While running down the hall, this was my first impression of kevin.

Months after this, when everyone got done serving food we got to eat leftovers. I had the last burger and everyone else seemed like they didn’t want it. When deciding the perfect side to start on i hear the heavy ass breathing behind me on my neck. i ignored it because i thought i was burnt out. Then after i take a bite i hear the loudest and most hear broken “NOOOO!”. I turn around and this dude is towering over me over a damn dry ass burger, I felt so vulnerable. He wasn’t joking, he was 100% serious. I have done fat shit in my life but i never did that.

I know I may come off has harsh but I don’t regret meeting him. Dude probably took 5 years off my life with his cooking but I love the stories I got out of it. The only thing i think he constantly made good was this mushroom sauce, it was straight gas i’m not gonna lie.

TLDR: I had a really dumb culinary classmate who i was forced to be his partner, he ended up getting held back, got cool stories!

In culinary school i watched a man just find out he had a bread knife 6 months in. We all had the same kit but he was using his chefs knife, the bread knife was still in its original packaging. He in the same hour cut himself and bled on the table because he was holding the bread with his palm on top of it and his fingers touching the table when cutting the bread in down the side. (Editor’s note: If I remember correctly he yelled like a cartoon character)

The correct way for those who don’t know is to palm the top of it but keeping your hand flat for this exact reason.

He ended up getting held back, we were supposed to graduate at the same time. Nobody ate his food and when i did out of curiosity i got sick immediately and i almost never get sick! I will try anything one time before i say i don’t like it.

I am 19, he was 26. With all due respect dude was an idiot and i have more stories.

That’s enough for the introduction, We will call him Kevin

When I met Kevin, nobody talked to him so I started having conversations with him because all our other classmates kept their conversations short or ignored him. This ended up with me as his partner, up until this point all his other partners flipped out on him. I later found out why, when making a dish I can’t for the life of me remember the name of but it was a base for a sauce or a soup. It had me sweating and nauseous. We made that soup 5 other times that week and he was the only one that gave me that reaction.

The teacher pulled me from my task to help him. I quickly cut his ingredients and even divided them in 3 different tins. I said “Kevin, when you are ready pour these into your pot. Before i go do you know how to make it?” He said “Of Course!” So then i walked off. 5 minutes later i have the teacher lecturing me about how i shouldn’t dump things in peoples pots without telling them. I looked at kevin and i told her exactly what i did and said kevin would have had to pour it in himself.

So what kevin ended up doing was burning every ingredient i gave him into a burnt slug looking thing, and blamed me to avoid an earful. I asked to change partners but the teacher refused because “she saw potential in us”. This then became a pattern of him fucking up and be doing his work then i get in trouble for not having time to do mine, every time being the teacher making me help him and i had to stay 1-2 hours after class to help him clean.

One day when I was making my stew, Kevin was the class manager for the day and also my partner. He unprompted grabbed a spoon and scooped some food of the pot. He told me “OP your stew needs a little more zing!”, I had no idea what he meant and it wasn’t even my pot. I was actually standing in front of it, currently mixing ingredients in it. I have no clue how he went a whole pot over that was unattended. On the bright side the class devoured it and he said it was perfect.

BONUS STORY to end this on a good note, less dumb and more funny: Kevin was not a small dude by a long shot. I remember our meat teacher said the other class was making cake and we could have some. We wait at their door and i don’t see kevin. i heard the hardest bangs slowly getting faster, my initial thought was the school was getting shot up. I hear this grown man yelling “CAAAAAAAAAKE!!!!” While running down the hall, this was my first impression of kevin.

Months after this, when everyone got done serving food we got to eat leftovers. I had the last burger and everyone else seemed like they didn’t want it. When deciding the perfect side to start on i hear the heavy ass breathing behind me on my neck. i ignored it because i thought i was burnt out. Then after i take a bite i hear the loudest and most hear broken “NOOOO!”. I turn around and this dude is towering over me over a damn dry ass burger, I felt so vulnerable. He wasn’t joking, he was 100% serious. I have done fat shit in my life but i never did that.

I know I may come off has harsh but I don’t regret meeting him. Dude probably took 5 years off my life with his cooking but I love the stories I got out of it. The only thing i think he constantly made good was this mushroom sauce, it was straight gas i’m not gonna lie.

TLDR: I had a really dumb culinary classmate who i was forced to be his partner, he ended up getting held back, got cool stories!

Deleting this in a few hours, tired and mad reminiscing so i don’t care about spelling.

Dude was a prick, off the jump he never cleaned his messes and whenever i cooked anything he would complain about the smell (that’s called seasoning, you sensitive nose asshole)

if i didn’t lock my door he would barge in my room and he got upset when the second roommate got a curtain in their shared room because dude kept staring at him, for some reason he got offended. He has soap in his own bathroom and he insisted on using my body wash to wash his hand. Puts meat the fridge and forgets about it and lets it expire, i had to get a mini fridge because he would always mess up my groceries with his “accident’s”. Whenever i had an achievement it was something anyone could do. When i told him he had to clean he said “i have ADHD bro” i told him i have it too but i have no problem cleaning so he shouldn’t either. When confronted again he cried. I have no issue with dudes crying to express themselves but it’s just cleaning. He said he has smell sensitivity but he insists on using my shit. I made a deal that i would good within his sensory issues if he cleaned, he said he would but he didn’t so i didn’t stop cooking either.

He would put his feet on the table, whenever i was prepping my food he would dump his junk on the same table .

There’s more like putting it bidet near my toothbrush and not telling me what it was, stealing my face cream twice, and his constant creeping behavior like complicating my underwear when i was folding it (it was the first thing he said to me mind you). So, I did a full body shave and rubbed it on his sponge.

The thing is he NEVER changed his sponge the 8 months I was there. He either used mine (without permission) or used his which smelled so horrible I’m convinced it had its own ecosystem. I lightly rinse off the hair and left it as is. I didn’t wash until after I shaved but even then I couldn’t even smell myself or my shaving cream on the sponge, thats how bad it is. I threw away my sponge and my razor the same day so he was forced to use his. I wished him an amazing day and walked off, he was sleep while i was doing this.

I tried to move out 6 fucking times both housing managers said i was being dramatic when every day i had to kill roaches and deal with flies because of him.

Heres a copy paste from my email to the housing manager.

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Before I list them, we have tried communicating our issues privately and politely but his face got red and his body language shows signs of aggression so me and me and (roommate 2) were forced to leave the apartment for our own safety as I legitimately think he was going to hit one of us. He on multiple occasions caused the following issues

  uses my stuff without permission (like using my body wash as hand soap when told not to)
  leaves messes which causes roaches and flies
  put his handheld bidet right next to my toothbrush and scale when told not to he said "it's a bathroom what's the issue?"
  Thad to clean up moldy lemons
  Is extremely disrespectful to us and guests
  Enforces rules for us but DOESNT follow them as he feels it does not apply to him
broke the garbage disposal, he claims "it was the housing offices fault" when I caught him pouring his arts and craft supplies down the drain and I can see wet cardboard, paint, and glue residue come up when the dish washer is used.
refuses to take out the trash
showed signs of aggression when we tried to politely tell him to clean
extremely disrespectful
cooks and leaves his mess on the stove for 3+ days before cleaning
left the oven turned on overnight on two occasions (fire hazard)
Leave stuff on the stove at night (another fire hazard)
invades my privacy
constantly leaves the lights on which can raise the light bill
complains every time we try to address things in the moment
pressuring me to buy him a TV since he doesn't have one
doesn't clean up after himself in the kitchen
allows the trash to overflow and sit there and rarely takes it out as he feels like it’s only me and (roommate 2) job to do it.
leaves plates and food containers around the kitchen for days
we've asked multiple times for him to fix his actions and nothing has changed

The amount of mfs who will get cocky and play like a lego sucking tongue biter is fucking annoying. WE ARE WINNING AND SOMEHOW YOU LET THEM OVERTAKE US IN OVERTIME?!

If we are winning by one singular point i get it, but if we are winning by 60 points you have no god damn excuse to no push the objective and only start going for kills!!