She’s not a bad person. Many say she lacks the competence to lead — and maybe they’re right. Not everyone is ready for every role. But what struck me most wasn’t the criticism. It was the way she was treated because of it.

She was bullied, talked down behind her back, and eventually dismissed by a superior — not with kindness or feedback, but with public humiliation.

And that… that is something I’ll never accept.

Yes, I believe people should take on responsibilities when they’re ready. Yes, I believe competence matters. But I also believe this:

No one deserves to be humiliated.

Not for trying. Not for failing. Not for being in a position of weakness.

And here’s the truth I live with:

The only reason I’m respected in this kitchen is because I can deliver. The day I fail — miss a plate, miscook a dish — I know exactly what will happen. The friendship, the respect, the smiles… they’re all tied to my ability to perform.

Remember the small mistake I made with the foie gras? They haven’t.

There’s no real friendship here — just utility. This is survival of the fittest, and I feel it every day. I wish I could’ve helped her. I wish I had the power.

But right now, all I can do is remain silent, and keep working.

Still, I promise myself this:

If I cannot help someone become stronger,

then I am morally obligated never to make fun of them or contribute to their fall.

Because I know exactly what that feels like.

I live it.