Life Abroad

Apparently I'm "really scary" when I'm in the kitchen cooking. Haha. Both the deckhand and captain said I get this "look" and that they're petrified of me. Personally, I think that's a bit over the top. Admittedly, I do get a bit stressed out, I get super focused and I don't find anything funny and when they come in there and get in my way, I give them the evil eye, I don't even need to say anything and they go scurrying out, haha, what a meanie. But that's only when it's a stressful meal and I'm under pressure, like today, they asked for a beetroot, caramelized red onion and goats cheese tart, a Greek salad and aubergines stuffed with lentils, peppers and tomatoes, and I had to make a quiche for the crew, all at the same time. Yeah, I was a mega, mega beech. I need a burr, and some sleep, the boat was rocking like crazy last night. On top of being mega-bitch in the kitchen, I'm being mega irritating outside of it, I get a bit annoying when I'm tired, kind of attention seeking, lots of whining, I want stuff brought to me, silly voices. Every 5 minutes; Franco? Francoooooo make-me-some-tea-I'm-tiiiiiiiired, pllleeeease. Francoooo. To which he responds: "sssshut up please". Noooo don't say shut up, make me some tea. Francoooo. "Slave, ssstop it now, go away". Right. I WAS going to make you tirumisu for dessert, but I think I'll just give you an apple instead, yip, I'll just go slice it for you, won't be long. Daaaack