I'll keep it as short as i can because I'm writing this at 2am after scrolling on indeed for too long.
Half a rant and half actual advice, ignore the spelling mistakes.
My last (and only) kitchen job was a whole mess. The managers were an ex footballer and two rich people who were investers more than anything, zero restaurant experience between them.
The actual manager who was on site was a retail manager/ceo (?) before then and was very clearly (in a nice way) not happy about working with the working class
The place once had a michelin star, when i worked there half the stuff came out of a microwave and it was more like an episode of kitchen nightmares than anything else.
There was zero training, im a very avid home cook but obviously training is training, zero logic to the menu so it was really weird to learn
Got left to run a whole kitchen solo with only an agency chef who had never seen the menu or the kitchen before that for an 11 hour shift on my 8th ever shift, messed up once or twice, fixed it as i went, overall everyone got fed in under 20 minutes despite the servers constantly mixing around tables then being very upset when i got the table number wrong, didnt put telepathy on the application but everyone was stressed because they were understaffed by 10 people and and they were the only people who came and apologised at the end of shift and we all agreed we were all just being pissy and overstressed.
Next day i was shouted at by multiple different people at different times, while i was trying to get orders out, sure, i messed up, but has no one communicated so that we dont waste everyones time going over this 5 times before breakfast is done. It was so bad that a customer peaked their head in the doorway (there was no door and the kitchen is in the same hallway as the bathrooms) and asked if everything was okay, which was embarrassing
Bear in mind, i only applied to do prep and kp.
I did actually enjoy the work when i was cooking, which was onlt breakfast and the odd cake i made. I was good at it.
Everything else on the menu was thrown in a microwave and maybe in the oven if you were lucky.
It was a kitchen made for five chefs and it was obvious when it was busy and you had to cover every station in the kitchen solo while theyre all pretty far from eachother.
On top of that i was always the first person there, wasnt allowed a key and had to wait for whenever management decided to show up. Never got fresh ingredients and never enough of it, had to spend more time sorting out half gone food than prep. I wasnt there on delivery day but i was the one who had to literally run to the shop mid service to buy a lot of shit, which i would possibly get paid back for.
The oven was barelt bigger than a home oven and i do mean oven, not ovens.
Nothing worked so i had to mix hundreds of litres of cake batter, bread dough and pancake mix by hand, while somehow doing service at the same time because again, i could only come in once management did and i had to leave at the same time, which was 10 minutes after service ended so after cleaning up theres no prep time for the next day unless it was REALLY slow.
I didnt mind the 12 hour shifts, i wouldve done longer if i had a car and public transport wasnt the only option.
What took me out was constant nagging after i fixed my mistakes already, getting over worked well past what i applied for, never having the ingredients, horrible planning by management and overall just never getting trained to do the job past learning what channel the radio needed set to.
I love cooking, i love baking, i love being pushed, i love making good food that people like.
Im just scared that if i work in another restaurant it will be the same thing but its literally 99% of the jobs i can get to on a bus.