Wrong Family
comedyEveryoneMy phone buzzed at 9pm. New group chat: FAMILY DINNER PLANNING. 14 people. I know none of them. Wrong number, clearly. I went to tap Leave. Then Grandma texted: "I am bringing my famous biryani Sunday. Everyone say what you are bringing." The replies rolled in. Kebabs. Salad. "The good plates." Then Uncle Tariq tagged me: "And what is this new number bringing?" The whole chat went quiet, waiting for my answer.
I don't know why I did it. I panicked. Me: "I'll bring dessert." Three people liked it instantly. Grandma: "Good boy." Grandma called me good boy. I felt weirdly proud of myself. Then Auntie Shazia typed: "Which dessert? Be specific. We all remember the fruit incident." The fruit incident?
What happens next?
2 ways forwardGrandma: "Good. Dessert is settled." Then Auntie Shazia sent the address. With parking instructions. Auntie Shazia: "Come at 6. Park behind the white car. NOT in front of number 12, that man complains." They were serious. There was a house. There was a white car. There was a man at number 12 with opinions.