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Thoughts on a Christmas party

We had our annual company Christmas party this evening. I'm just back and wanted to jot some thoughts while they're still fresh in my mind.

First thought: it's really nice to see pretty ladies in nice clothes -- drunk.

Second thought: it's occasions like these that I think to myself 'I'd miss these people if I ever left...'

Third thought: It's not fair that L-girl has to date such a darn nice guy. She poked me a couple of times, trying to egg me on, and I told her that wasn't fair.

Fourth thought: it's very interesting to see the husbands and wives that these people I work with go home to every night. (okay, so sentence structure is clunky -- give me a break).

Fifth thought: Christmas bonuses are nice to get! Woo-hoo! I just hate waiting so long for them.

Sixth thought: I'm not sure why the Christmas bonus only rated 5th spot.

It was raining its ass off tonight when we met at the restaurant. Well, bar and restaurant. It was a bar on one side (where we were) and a restaurant on the other side (where I'm sure we pissed off some folks with our noise).

I got to meet some folks I'd not met before... they work in distant offices. I got to meet the wife of one of our office managers. I don't say this often or about a lot of people but, she was just a lovely person. I talked with her quite a bit as we sat in the corner of the place.

I'm not really 'up' for dancing at these affairs but everyone else par-took of the festivities. Some awards were handed out (I didn't win anything) and much alcohol was consumed (I didn't have any) -- and, much rain fell on our heads. Music was also played and food was also eaten.

Really, the only thing most people complained about was that the place was too small. It was an average sized room with a huge bar in the middle of the room so to talk to anyone you had to shout, first of all, and you had to make a concerted effort to talk to them. It did make for some interesting 'hand placements', if you know what I mean...

Last year's Christmas party was in a large room with a beautiful view -- that was, apparently, not available this year.

All-in-all I think it could be said that "if you didn't have a good time -- it was your own fault".

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