JewelFreak
Ideal_Rock
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- Sep 3, 2009
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I go along with Miss Manners on bringing stuff. It is ok to ask but not required, and bringing something when asked not to is awkward. Unless it's understood as a pot luck or similar (no problem then), inviting people to your house & expecting them to provide the food is not great hospitality.
I love to cook & plan menus with care, sometimes spend 3 days making it all. We have friends who, no matter how strongly I said NO DON"T BRING ANYTHING, always showed up with a dry, horrid supermarket pie!
Every time. First few times I was a wuss & served the toxic thing with my dessert. Finally I chucked it on the counter & ignored it till I could throw it in the trash. Didn't stop them from bringing the next one, though.
Erin, your date story is a hoot! I went out with a co-worker who was equally creepy. Only once! First to his apt. where he'd made sangria. He gave me one glass & finished the rest of the pitcher himself: "Girls [yes, 'girls!'] don't drink much, so I won't offer you another." Then we went to a weird restaurant where the waiters wore monks' habits & the food was awwwwful; he complained throughout about how much it cost. After dinner to the opera -- he'd bought standing room tickets because, he said, they were cheap & when people left at intermission we could take their seats. Holy cow! He also had the sloppiest, noisiest, most disgusting table manners I ever endured. Could not get away from that dope fast enough! When I moved home for a short while he actually called my mother & invited himself up for the weekend. Nope nope nope nope!
--- Laurie
I love to cook & plan menus with care, sometimes spend 3 days making it all. We have friends who, no matter how strongly I said NO DON"T BRING ANYTHING, always showed up with a dry, horrid supermarket pie!
Erin, your date story is a hoot! I went out with a co-worker who was equally creepy. Only once! First to his apt. where he'd made sangria. He gave me one glass & finished the rest of the pitcher himself: "Girls [yes, 'girls!'] don't drink much, so I won't offer you another." Then we went to a weird restaurant where the waiters wore monks' habits & the food was awwwwful; he complained throughout about how much it cost. After dinner to the opera -- he'd bought standing room tickets because, he said, they were cheap & when people left at intermission we could take their seats. Holy cow! He also had the sloppiest, noisiest, most disgusting table manners I ever endured. Could not get away from that dope fast enough! When I moved home for a short while he actually called my mother & invited himself up for the weekend. Nope nope nope nope!
--- Laurie