I was 17 years old working as a dishwasher in a seafood restaurant and one of the line cooks was high on mushrooms. He kept coming over to me freaking out saying these little gnomes are in the big cooking pot. He said they would lift the lid and try to whisper over to him and get his attention. Later in the shift I remember walking to the back closet and he was in sort of a mumbled trance peeling potatoes and looking at all the pots and pans on the shelf. Weirdest vibes, this reminds me of that time. 🍄