Potluck Panic: The state of frantic and or frenzied dismay one finds oneself in when one has agreed to attend a potluck, but cannot think of something appetizing to prepare for the gathering. Condition may be aggravated by a) having relatively little edible food in house and not wanting to go to grocery store on a rainy day, and b) knowing in advance that another potluck attendee is bringing something fabulous, and wanting to ALSO bring something fabulous, but not something identicle to that which Other Potluck Attendee is bringing.
Condition in those overly prone to Caring What Other People Think.
Suggested therapies include:
a) Learning to Not Give A Fuck.
b) Going To The Grocery Store.
I think I will opt for a dose of B. Pride beats Sloth today in the Smackdown of the Seven Deadlies.
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