Potluck surprise

I thought it would be one of my children who would come to me at 7 o’clock at night and ask for green construction paper and an old hamster wheel for a school project due tomorrow.

Instead, the husband says to me after lunch today:

I’m supposed to bring something to the Christmas lunch at work tomorrow.


I knew he had a lunch, but the way he was talking I thought he meant it was at a restaurant. Or catered.

But no.

It’s a potluck thingy.

And someone is bringing a turkey.

He’s supposed to bring a side or a dessert.



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