And they say the perfect job doesn't exist.
Teamwork makes the dream work. There's something magical about seeing a group of individuals all come together to achieve a shared goal. Whether that's 53 guys all giving it their all to win a Super Bowl, 23 dudes all working together to win the Stanley Cup, or these 10 beauties all rubbing their meat together to make a delicious doner kebab. One team, one heartbeat. That's what it's all about.
It's about more than yourself. You're rubbing that meat as hard as you can for the man to the left of you and the man to the right. The name on the front of the apron is a helluva lot more important than the one on the back. These guys get it. They know there's not just one chef whose gonna get all the glory. But they wouldn't want it that way anyway. It's all about the team, the team, the team.
By the way--what a wild process this is. I mean it absolutely looks disgusting at the beginning. No two ways around that. It looks like they're just pouring milk onto a massive table of raw meat. It's hard to paint a less appetizing picture than that. But you know for a fact that final result slaps. You know that thing has to be delicious once you put that visual out of your mind and throw that sandwich into your mouth. We don't use the vertical spit enough in American cuisine. Tacos al pastor, gyros, doner kebab. All that shit goes so ridiculously hard.