Every surface gleamed. He could see his reflection in stainless counter tops and appliances. Knives so sharp, their edges glittered. Bowls of fruit, spices hung to dry from the racks, prep bowls lined up waiting to be filled: Everything was perfect.
The alarm went off, and he stretched with a huge grin. He was in his uniform in a flash. Report time: 0500.
He stop to snap a salute to the Master Chief as the older man exited the bulkhead. He had enough stripes for two jackets and was the chef the last eight years.
Stepping into the galley took his breath away. Steam poured from every seam. Dirty aprons, missing fingers and burn scars were uniform to everyone on deck. The yeoman pinched himself, hoping this was the dream.
“Get to scrubbing, swab.”
No dream, this was his reality for the next four years underneath the ocean.
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