Letter to all the chefs in the world. I am a chef looking for a job and I sob with anxiety in a society that needs sobriety because i can’t pay the rent today and they treat me like a pest. I need to rest to be the best. A chef can be deaf because any crook can cook with a book and to be good you just need to want to do good. Cooking with a bookig is the easiest job so why chefs earn so much money?. I have experience and I run out of patience. I run on love, I live in London and I feel abandoned. I have to evolve with love. I need a chance to change. This is my covering letter, it can not be done better. Share if you dare and care about despair. Thank you.