Chefs are crepuscular, Bakers are nocturnal, but their differences run deeper than that.
When chefs stroll into work, they enter a concept that is at the verge of crescendo. Plates clanking,conversation buzzing, whiles lovers exchange oaths over the glow of candlelight!
A baker awakes in the still of the moment, that his / her city will never get to know. Their shift will begin when they enter a tomb that is made up of cinder block, with spaces void of windows.
Chefs work on a line, and covet the attention that is expected from their subversives. They often hang together, when their work is completed, it's customary to smoke pot in somebody's basement.
Bakers are loners, socially retarded from too many imaginary conversations. They don't embrace their colleagues, they just value their ability....to do their job correctly so they can go home.
Chefs are Picasso, they imbibe in the arts, and create things that may reach their standard.
Bakers are Dr. Frankenstein, engaging in science, so they can manipulate their demographic.