I don't know if typing this out will work, but here it goes.

Classes are killing me. Not physically but mentally. Long story short, I have one of the worst group make ups in the class and today I got to eat shit not only once but twice. Without going into specifics, things when missing, I explained it to my chef instructor, I got into shit into it, it turned out that said missing items were in possession of other teammates (or even entirely different groups) for the service. In the end I got fucked. This was compounded with having to babysit a high school student into making an item for us as well with having two idiots for teammates not communicating with me.

What's worst is that it shows my shortcomings as a cook. Relying too much on other people, relying on the rush not coming as fast as it should be but worst of all a incredible inability to lead. I work well by myself, I work well with other people who are competent, but right now I'm not working that well with two people who cannot get shit together. Then again it could be me just being an idiot, slow, inefficient. I don't want to be the person to blame other people because what will that accomplish? Where the fuck is the line of responsibility? In the end it's just school. It's just a mark. This is where I learn from my mistakes and not in the outside. Thanks guys for being fucktards.