So when he gets here, let's all act like, you know...

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Never mind.

But it was gonna be really good.

What's going on?

What is it?

What's up?

So, it's a typical day at work.

I'm inputting my numbers and Big Al calls me into his office and tells me he wants to make me processing supervisor.

That is great!

Congratulations!

So, I quit.

Why?

Why?

Why?

This was supposed to be a temp job.

Yeah, Chandler, you've been there for five years.

If I took this promotion, it would be like admitting that this is what I actually do.

So was it a lot more money?

It doesn't matter.

I just don't want to be one of those guys that's in his office until 12 o'clock at night worrying about the weenus.

The... the weenus?

Weakly Estimated Net Usage Systems.

It's a processing term.

Oh, that weenus.

Okay, so what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

That's the thing.

I don't know what I want to do.

I just know I'm not gonna figure it out working there.

Oh!

I have something you can do.

I have this new massage client, Steve.

Anyway, um, he's opening up a restaurant and he's looking for a head chef.

Um, hi there.

Hi.

Oh, yeah, no, I know.

You're a chef.

I know.

And I thought of you first.

But, um, Chandler's the one who needs a job right now, so...

Yeah, I just don't have a lot of chefing experience.

Unless it's an all-toast restaurant.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, what kind of food is he looking for?

Well, he wants to do something eclectic.

So he's looking for someone who can, you know, create the entire menu.

Oh, my God!

Yeah, I know.

So what do you think?

Thanks, Phoebe.

I just don't really see myself in a big white hat.

Okay.

Oh, Monica, guess what?