J.M. is a Quebeçois on-call cook where I work. He used to be a sous chef, but decided he wanted to pursue more college degrees and teach philosophy at a local university. He simply stays on-call because he loves to cook and enjoys mingling with the variety of people that come through the hotel. Whenever I see J.M. at work, I immediately get a smile on my face because he is like a breath of fresh air. He is incredibly bubbly, looks like a jolly Père Noël, and always gives excellent wine suggestions. I never tire of hearing him say, “Ahh, bon!” after finishing off a fruit display or setting up a buffet. Everyone could use a little more “Bon!” in their life.
The thing that gets me everytime about this friendly French Canadian is how J.M. attracts women. It is like moths to a flame. The chefs and I tend to make a sport of guessing how many women he can charm in the course of an hour while working the dinner buffet because it is so fun to watch. J.M. is probably in his mid-50s, but females of all ages blush immediately when he says, “Bon soir, how are you tonight? Now do not forget dessert, all women (pronounced wooo-man) must enjoy un petit chocolat today.”
I think he should record his voice and sell Podcasts on iTunes of him simply speaking nonsense. He could make millions. And he would make millions of women happier all over the world.