We have been in the ‘compound’ about a year now. We had just move in about this time last year so we missed out on all the parties. These people have parties - dinners, dances, brunches and just about everything else - all the time. And, my financial controller is right in the middle of it all. She signed us up to be one of the host for an event this weekend. Maybe, I’ll die before then.
In the past week, we’ve received two invitations that we cannot decline. That’ll be three parties in three weeks. It’s not that I am antisocial, it’s just that I don’t like parties. I think it goes back to my childhood with a bad experience. Or, it may just be something in my diet.
Anyway, the events are all dress up shindigs. A Duck Dynasty tux is in my future for sure.
After I show up dressed that way, maybe I won’t get invited back.
PMO
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