Pray to the Porcelain God

This is just my luck. And is just so happens that my luck absolutely sucks. I've been throwing up all day. It wasn't anything I've eaten. At least I don't think so. My dad thinks I probably just have a bug. And tonight is the night of my company dinner. Just the thought of steak and lobster tails is making my stomach churn. I don't want to go and throw up at the table or eat and then throw up. But then, I don't want to not go and have the people at my office talk about me. My job isn't on the line because of this dinner or anything. If I call Linda and tell her, everyone will understand. But still... I don't know what to do and I need to make my mind up and soon. Dinnertime is quickly approaching.