You just quit the most prestigious job you've ever had because the guy in charge is a fucking lunatic who has a goddamn rat riding INSIDE his HAT, WHILE AT WORK, and claims this fucking RAT is the actual prodigy chef
but also, Anton Ego published an absolutely glowing review of his dinner there?? on that night?? talking about how he rethought his whole ideological opposition to the restaurant's founder??
the average person, if they think about this at all, is probably just like "oh they got some whiz kid in the kitchen who was bad at sanitation, sucks to suck"
is linguini actually the human, or is he the rat
is the rat controlling him like the cordyceps controls the ant
oh god keep him away from tall buildings
you must stop him at all costs