It’s Friday night and I’m in a mood. Dare I say, I’m grumpy. No reason, just my vibe. My friends have put a lot into the Shabbat dinner they’re hosting and to flake would be terribly uncool and disrespectful. I show up at dinner and one of my besties is like, “you’re in a mood!”
So I do the respectful thing and eat a tiny piece of mushroom chocolate to boost my attitude. Of course, my stomach is empty and I’m already a lightweight and also kind of an idiot so within a few minutes the walls are melting and so are the faces of my friends who have become distant in their world of small talk and wine sipping. I don’t drink which can sometimes make me feel outside as they get loose but now I’ve whoopsied and gone from standing on the welcome mat to flying through the astral plane.
Dinner is served and I don’t know what to do with myself because conversation seems out of the question, so I get rig…
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