How do I fear office potluck parties...let me count thee ways. This coming Friday, my nightmare will be a reality. Oy vey, this is something I always dread. There's nothing worse than folks trying to shove their ghastly concoctions down your throat. Co-workers using other co-workers as guinea pigs to test out their latest science experiments..um...recipes. I try to be nice by telling the person that I've already eaten or that I'm on a special diet but even that doesn't work. The cooks will sit around and watch me like a bird stalking prey to make sure I taste their gobbledy-goop. The thought of eating strange foods cooked by even stranger folks makes the Nicole Ritchie Diet regimen seem really feasible for me, and believe me...I LOVE food! Not to mention the camaraderie that goes along with the potluck luncheon is just too much for me. To quote the late Ms. Greta Garbo," I want to be left alone". Maybe if I didn't work with such a large group it wouldn't be so bad. Large work groups mean many different personalities, some I dig..and some I don't. But overall, I generally like the people I work with it but it's hard to really care about any of them because of the large group environment. Well I won't go hungry that day... my boss is springing for pizza...Hooray!
Labels: Eccentric Diva