I'm That Guy

I’m going to keep today’s post short and sweet.  It’s Friday, and I’m sure none of you feel like doing anything today.  I sure don’t.  Plus, it was our office holiday potluck today at lunch.  I think most of us around the office are currently suffering from a case of Stage 3 Food Coma (yeah, pretty serious situation).  I actually just dozed off for a second while typing that last sentence.

At any rate, I wanted to share my horrifying experience at this year’s potluck.  This year, I was “that guy.”  Some of you may be asking, “Dewey, what does that mean?  What do you mean you were ‘that guy’?”  Let me tell you.

So every year, there is that one person that brings that one really smelly dish to the holiday potluck.  You know the type I’m talking about.  It stinks up the refrigerator, the oven, the microwave, the kitchen, the entire office, and even everybody’s breath after they eat it.  Every year, I make it a point to not be “that guy”.  I even make fun of “that guy” every year.  And I definitely steer clear of the dish that “that guy” brings (I like to keep my breath as fresh as possible).

But this year, I was accidentally “that guy.”  I decided to make my world renowned Crab Stuffed Mushrooms.  Now, I must admit that I usually use imitation crab (it’s cheaper, provides good flavor, and now I know that it doesn’t have the same pungent aroma that real crab has).  But this year I decided to kick it up a notch and go for the real thing.  Little did I know that it would be the biggest mistake I could ever make, because in turn, I became “that guy” with the smelly dish.  It smelled up the office fridge, then the oven when I reheated them, then the kitchen was stinky.  By the time everyone ate them, the office wreaked (and still kind of does) and everyone definitely had (or still has) it on their breath.

One word…FAILURE!  I was “that guy.”

Have a great weekend and make sure you aren’t “that guy” (or gal) at your holiday potluck this year.