I have attended 3 Christmas Parties for work. It's crazy goodness. The first was about a month ago for the entire company which seemed to be very few people.
I have a feeling I was gossiped about on the night - okay so I was slut dancing with at least 4 guys. Why can't I behave after having my faux champers glass continuously topped up? After the party there was a small group of us that partied on. RR was down the road and I thought it best to leave with him afterall I did have one guy 'Lower Ground Grass Cutter'* Ask me to leave with him. Another send me text messages saying he wanted to leave with me and 'Mr walk around the office with files just to look busy' running his hands on my body while on the dance floor... Not good.
The second party was out near our site office. I wasn't in the mood, maybe because I was designated driver. The speeches detailed the gratitude of all the employees 'partners' there were children everywhere. It was lovely being a part of a more family orinated Chrissie event.
Last night was the last of 3 - our team party. Lawn bowls at Waverton, it's the first time I've gone to lawn bowls. I always thought it would be a fun event. Sun and alcohol, how could it go wrong? Me, the only wine drinker... Finding out the next day I went through 3 bottles of white wine over hours in the sun / rain and missing dinner. Somehow it was approaching 1am, we'd been drinking since 1pm and once again I found myself drunk kissing one of my colleagues, unfortunately I think 3 of our fellow workers were observers to this event, in saying that they were all in very close proximity. I don't want to flaunt this at all.
To this end - no more work Christmas Parties...
*see, I do have some good names for boys
I have a feeling I was gossiped about on the night - okay so I was slut dancing with at least 4 guys. Why can't I behave after having my faux champers glass continuously topped up? After the party there was a small group of us that partied on. RR was down the road and I thought it best to leave with him afterall I did have one guy 'Lower Ground Grass Cutter'* Ask me to leave with him. Another send me text messages saying he wanted to leave with me and 'Mr walk around the office with files just to look busy' running his hands on my body while on the dance floor... Not good.
The second party was out near our site office. I wasn't in the mood, maybe because I was designated driver. The speeches detailed the gratitude of all the employees 'partners' there were children everywhere. It was lovely being a part of a more family orinated Chrissie event.
Last night was the last of 3 - our team party. Lawn bowls at Waverton, it's the first time I've gone to lawn bowls. I always thought it would be a fun event. Sun and alcohol, how could it go wrong? Me, the only wine drinker... Finding out the next day I went through 3 bottles of white wine over hours in the sun / rain and missing dinner. Somehow it was approaching 1am, we'd been drinking since 1pm and once again I found myself drunk kissing one of my colleagues, unfortunately I think 3 of our fellow workers were observers to this event, in saying that they were all in very close proximity. I don't want to flaunt this at all.
To this end - no more work Christmas Parties...
*see, I do have some good names for boys
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