I am over it. New manager. No Chef.

I am a dinner cook for a rehab hospital. I come in at 11:30. I float and help who needs help. New manager wants me out on retail, be a cafeteria boy until I take my 30. That was their first bet. Now they want me to help keep all the walk ins organized. So now I have to tell my managers what they should be ordering.

Not. My. Job.