I could make a long list of things I hate about family reunions and I'll bet if I asked you to add to my list you could find something to add to it.
- I hate meeting people who still call me Carla 36 years later.
- I hate eating strange concoctions made by someone cleaning out the refrigerator before the reunion.
- I hate getting stuck in the strange bathroom with latches that take a weight lifter to unlatch.
- I hate eating with those plastic utensils that are seemingly safe but nearly cut the end of your finger off when you try to take them out of the plastic envelope.