>There’s always a potluck.
>
>Birthday club? Monthly potluck.
>New employee? Potluck.
>Old employee, new to the unit? Potluck.
>
>Having a baby? 10-year anniversary at work? There happens to
>be a holiday that month?
>
>Potluck, potluck, potluck.

thats how my old job was. must not be that way here or people dont like me cuz i have never been invited to one lol

>
>I tend to avoid these things, but I can only take so much
>prodding.
>After a week of “come on, c’mon on, c’mooooon”, and
>then being asked why I don’t participate in the various
>potluck events at work about a gazillion times, I realized I
>had to either be extra, super-duper stern, on some WHAT PART
>OF I’M NOT INTERESTED DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND to these people,
>or just attend one.

word up

>
>One reason I avoid these, is because everyone wants you to try
>their extra-special, souped-up, baconated, cheesed out,
>grandma’s version of whatever dish they brought, and
>boy-howdy, they don’t much take well to the word “no
>thanks”.

funny how bacon and cheese are everyone's secret ingredients

>
>And if you just plain don’t like whatever the dish is, in
>general, gosh darnit, you haven’t had it done proper because
>*their* version is the bees knees.
>

thankfully ive never had to deal with anyone being so pushy.

the deviled eggs sounded horrible but i dont really like any of the ingredients listed by themselves or with other dishes.

this reminds me of a pot luck we had at our old job. one of the guys i was friends with made some sort of veggie dish and this one lady really loved it. she kept begging him for the recipe. he would not give it to her. this lady was the lady all the guys wanted at the time. we still tease him about it to this day.