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If I told people I was a master of French cuisine, I’d expect someone to eventually ask me the difference between a velouté and a béchamel. You can't walk into a room, claim to be a specialist in a difficult field, and then get mad when a real specialist shows up to chat. It’s one thing to slightly exaggerate your hobbies during an icebreaker; it’s another to fake an entire career in one of the most grueling industries on earth. Brad isn’t upset because he was called out; he’s upset because he lost the spotlight to someone with actual credentials.
If you’ve ever had to sit through a coworker's obvious lie while resisting the urge to pull out a fact-checking binder, this story is a reminder that sometimes, the truth doesn't just set you free—it makes lunch incredibly awkward.
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"AITJ for accidentally exposing my coworker's lie about being a professional chef?"
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