I didnt have a blanket for the cold

My last day working in the kitchen is a week from tomorrow. I'm going to miss all the cooking and baking, but I'm getting pretty sick of arrogant and condescending dudes in the restaurant. Good thing I'm going to culinary school for baking and not with dreams of being a head chef...I'm not very good at spending hour upon hour, day upon day, week upon week stuck in a corner of the kitchen listening to some guy yammer on about himself and his opinions, most of which are ridiculous and idiotic and too much information (no I did not need to know that you have never dated a woman who was not on meds...although I could have guessed it). Obviously there are some people in the kitchen that are annoying me. As of about two weeks ago, I'm the only girl in the kitchen, which is fine, except it is just a strange dynamic. Kitchens tend to be male dominated, which is an environment that I'm ok in, but the stereotypical kitchen guy is pretty egocentric. One guy in particular has made me seriously consider walking out in the middle of the day. I told the head chef I might bring in my mp3 player so I don't have to listen to him talk anymore. I don't think he has gone more than one minute without expelling some nugget of info of idiocy...I think the head chef and the manager are worrying a bit about my sanity when I work with my patronizing pal...so the thought of just a week left makes me breath a bit easier. That and the thought of moving into the barn and seeing everyone soon.