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Work Potluck | | fritz | Mar 11, 2015 | There's a big potluck at my work. I'm not sure what to eat, since I'm on a diet, but I just take one thing at a time, and my plate is full. It's ok, I can count it all (because that's what you do on this diet).
Then, I'm not sure where to sit, or with whom. Everybody makes me feel awkward. At a table toward the corner, is somebody with whom I am comfortable, I think M. Dakins. He can talk without much prompting. He's with somebody unfamiliar, but I go over and settle in at his table.
But then I set my plate somewhere, and misplaced it. Where did it go? | Next: Bike Ride and Car Pull |
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