Today is our work Xmas party. I got a coffee mug in the yankee swap. It was a pretty cut throat game. One of my staff members lives in Minnesota. I just ordered lunch for him via DoorDash. The app kept yelling at me for being in Massachusetts and placing an order in Minnesota. Come on, app. I know what I’m doing.
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Drive Home
I finally got home. Sigh of relief. The 99 Restaurant screwed up Jen’s order and my side of mashed potatoes had something sweet mixed into it. I stopped eating it after two bites out of fear of dumping syndrome. Good move on my part. I would have rather eaten some mashed potatoes though, and I further would rather have Jen had her order correct.
Inside the Red Head's Head 