Chalet Host to Chalet Chef.
Cleaning toilets, we’ve all done it. Bleach, scrub, flush, done. Most people have the pleasure of only having to clean their own toilet in life – chalet hosts, however, have the pleasure of cleaning multiple, daily. Here’s why cleaning toilets lead to my dream job…
After graduating from catering college Ashburton Cookery School in December 2013
I had the dream of working as a chef in a ski chalet. The lure of the mountains was strong and I pictured myself baking all morning, skiing all day and hosting dinner parties at night. Sounds dreamy, right? In reality, the season was already well underway by the time I started applying, and most companies had their chefs. I didn’t have enough real work experience to do the job. To top it all off, looking back now, my idea of chalet work was 100% through rose tinted glasses. I would have fallen flat on my face, what was I thinking?! A last minute change of plan meant I had to pull out of the job I’d been offered. Although, I still can’t quite believe I even got a job offer with no experience – shows you how in demand chefs were and still are in the mountains (one for another blog post).
Having almost given up on the idea, a chalet company got back in touch in February
They asked if I was still looking for work. At that point, I was unemployed, my bank account almost empty, living back at my mums and in the midst of applying for temporary work with my old job at Strathclyde Police.
I jumped on the offer.
As it turned out, the offer wasn’t for a chef role, but a host role. My future employer carefully explained the ins and outs.
“you do know you’ll be cleaning toilets every day, it’s long hours and hard work”
Desperate to get out of the hole I felt myself falling into at home, I convinced myself this would be a great way to get a foot in the door for chef work.
“French Alps here I come!”
It turned out to be one of the best decisions I’ve made,
Yes, the hours were long. Yes, there were multiple toilets to clean. Yes, the learning curve was steep. Yes, the wages were shit BUT, I got my foot in the door for a chef job, which I came back to for the next 3 seasons. I met my boyfriend – he was the chef in the chalet I was hosting in (awwww). My skiing came on so much, and I even managed to buy my first pair of skis with the tips I saved.
If you’re searching for your dream job, consider that ‘cleaning a few toilets’ may open the doors you’ve been knocking at…