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.
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.
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”.
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.
Sure, it’s very hit and miss, but the thing is, the hits are usually “edible” while the misses are usually something that isn’t just bad, but vile.
So to be polite, sociable, and, frankly, to get simply get these fine folks off my back on the subject, I attended. Regrettably.
Because I had, for the first time, Devils Surprise Eggs.
Note: nothing with the word “surprise” in the name should ever be consumed without being explicitly told what the surprise is. So that’s on me for finally, mercifully acquiescing.
First, a deviled egg is perfect, as is. KISS and all that. Second, it’s high on my list of things to avoid at such office functions. Today, my reward for being a team player with my personal time, was the, uh, “pleasure” of biting into, for the first and last time, a deviled egg full of allegedly diced onions and green onions, bacos, and a “surprise!” layer of sour cream in the mix.
I thought the hunk of green onion on top was garnish, but no. there were other leafy hunks of this inside. I’m pretty sure the onions were “diced” with a weed wacker. Or by Jason Voorhees, I’m still debating on this one. Because this wasn’t diced. It was hacked. Just massive, oddly-sized hunks of onion.
This does not mesh well, alliteration unintended, with the mush of the egg mixture. And the sour cream, while disgusting in and of itself (to me), must have come from a dollar store, because it was basically milk at this point.
I was polite, and honestly cited the textural contrast not being my thing, rather than honestly citing how repulsive the entire thing was.
This lady told me to finish it, because everyone loves them. She pouted about it, loudly saying that everyone loves them, and she doesn’t understand what my problem is.
1. "haha thats a good read" In response to Reply # 0
>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.
> >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.
2. "ok so...." In response to Reply # 0 Wed Dec-05-18 05:00 PM by PG
I love deviled eggs.... but only ones I or Shimmy make... maybe I'd let my mom do it but no.. eggs done like that are something you don't need any mystery about and are only to be handled by those your trust most dearly with your life... yeah no trust for random deviled eggs.. folks should know better than to serve that ish to acquaintances... and you are not wrong about "surprise" miss me with food surprises please.
7. "RE: Unpopular opinion: onions are the most contaminating food there is." In response to Reply # 4
>Unless they are cooked and sauteed to the point that they're >basically liquid strings, onions do nothing but inevitably >make whatever food they come into contact with taste ... like >fucking onions. > >And onions are disgusting, so that's a bad thing. > > >Anyway that sounds awful. But at least now you know you never >have to attend one of those again haha.
8. "lmfao you just gotta be rude" In response to Reply # 0
at our work potlucks i just eat the desserts and then go get lunch after. and when they ask why i tell em straight up that i want to eat a good lunch that i know i'm going to like. your food is the lottery.
10. "Haha damn. That's ice cold." In response to Reply # 8
I sweat when I eat even moderately spicy food. And at work potlucks like that, someone will often bring buffalo chicken dip or something similar. So when someone's like "ohh you *gotta* try my buff chix dip" I'm usually just like "you ever seen Along Came Polly ? Yea I'm all set"
13. "BELIEVE the people that say they can't cook" In response to Reply # 0
I hate when people try to convince folks that can't cook TO cook... nah, they know they can't follow directions and have no attention to detail... it doesn't matter how simple the recipe or directions are, they're gonna mess them up!
18. "What is a potluck? When everyone brings in a dish?" In response to Reply # 0 Fri Dec-07-18 04:06 PM by flipnile
If that's what they are, then needless to say I don't mess with these. Being 'vegan' really helps. The few times I got pulled-in was because folks specifically made vegan dishes, so they would make sure I came.
My coworkers know I don't mess with junk food tho. They straight skip me when going around with donuts.