Fire, Pots, Ingredients: The Not So Fascinating Job

The first time I tried to cook in my entire life, I ended up serving charcoals instead. Maybe it was only a humble beginning, but fast forward to many years afterwards and a series of trials, I realised what wasn't my calling. And also what job to not seek in this life.

We all need to do something at certain points in our lives to earn money. It brings us to either start our own businesses or join some existing business to work for and earn something, or maybe even just do certain tasks for other people and get paid for it. And depending on ones capabilities and experience, some jobs would be doable; others, not so much, maybe.

In as much as some jobs may be doable for one, the fact that we all have our own opinions and perspectives to things, preferences pay a role in selection of certain jobs. It is why there would be certain jobs that some people would rather look elsewhere instead of taking them.

I would like to believe that the majority of people in this life are generally inclined to liking good things. There are some of us that may be comfortable with anything less sometimes, but most people prefer good things, or maybe delicious instead, in matters like food. Everyone likes good food, innit?

The thing about life, however, is that as much as there are people that like food that taste great, the number of people that can actually cook such good dishes is quite small in comparison; even more so with those that truly have passion for cooking and would wholeheartedly embrace the idea of cooking for a job.

You see this author right here, he scarcely belongs to the group of people that can cook incredibly for most of the time, like people like chef @george-dee; how much more the category of people that have burning passions for the skill.

Now. Now. This isn't to downsize my dexterous culinary skills and to shrink my dowry in the future. This comrade you are reading is amazing in the... Let me stop right there, so I would not be a victim of the term, "Empty barrels make the loudest noise." Moving on.

When I consider the effort that go into details of cooking, the mental stress it puts on one, the required planning, budgeting, and bargaining techniques involved, and the visual, olfactory, and gustatory tuning required, I could almost faint.

Living as a bachelor, I often dread the feeling of hunger; the feeling that would require me to look for ways to extinguish it. It always meant one thing to me, just like everyone else, which is that I would have to either have to go into the kitchen to mix some things together to quench the feeling of hunger or spend more money instead to get food. It can be quite a dilemma sometimes.

I can do well to take care of myself, but I would admit that cooking is something that I should salute the people who do it everyday for—every morning, afternoon, and night maybe. It is why I really would not allow myself to be inconsiderate and insensitive to women that cook regularly regardless of if they are passionate or not.

How on earth, then, would I ever take up such a job like cooking? The idea of doing it professionally—that is being more knowledgeable, skilled, precise, and hardworking—seems like something I would do very well in my dream. I would rather leave it to the myriad of people that are way more passionate and interested in such a job.

Thinking deeper about it, I really do not think my entire cooking time on this earth is up to the time Hilda Baci spent cooking during her Cook-a-thon record with 100 hours. Okay. Okay. Someone as dexterous as I am in the kitchen surely must have surpassed that time as a cumulative. We get the point anyway; this author can never be Hilda Baci.

So, dear reader, with these few points of mine, I hope I have been able to convince you and not confuse you that this author is way better off being tech savvy and in a similar job rather than being in the kitchen for a cooking job. Thank you reading!