When I was in the Coast Guard they'd rotate cooking duty randomly whenever the cook was gone (often). After I cooked my first meal for everyone they asked me to be the permanent replacement when he was gone. Wasn't into it because whoever cooked also had to also wash dishes and I hated that, told them so. They got lots of people volunteering to wash dishes for me. Unprecedented
Wasn't long before the cook hated my guts because nobody liked his food. That P.O.S. excuse for a human caused me a lot of trouble lying to the Chief. If I met him today he wouldn't live to see tomorrow.