Last night was our big company Christmas party. With the bad economy and all the shit going on this past year, with lay offs and our fucking CEO replaced with this new guy, I wasn’t sure how this party thing was going to play out.
Last year we had the party at the big Sheraton hotel downtown. We had the big ballroom and open bar and a live band. This year was nothing like it. Instead of at a hotel we had a big fancy dinner at an old restaurant downtown. They gave us our own private room at the restaurant and we all got to order whatever we wanted from the menu. So of course, most of the people ordered an expensive steak and some guys even ordered surf and turf. If we wanted a mixed drink we had to pay for it ourselves – that really sucked. But the tightwads did at least pay for a few bottles of wine that were on each table. So we had some spirits and people like me who love wine were able to drink plenty because some people don’t really like wine and they forfeited their shares.
There were not big speeches or anything, just everyone eating dinner and talking amongst ourselves. Dessert was pecan pie and coffee, and after that all the executives left and went home. But the rest of us who wanted to party longer went down to the basement nightclub and took over the joint. They had a pretty good DJ who was taking requests and the place had a couple of other small groups there for company parties like ours. We all just hit the dance floor and cut loose.
The guys in the sales department started throwing around their company credit cards and buying drinks for everyone, so some of them got really fucked up drunk and started doing stupid shit on the dance floor. Have you ever seen an old white man try to break dance? It was hilarious!
Turned out to be a crazy ass party once the ivory tower guys left us alone to our own devices. I have a hangover from hell because I drank so much wine, but it was a good time and I don’t give a fuck if anyone at the office is embarrassed on Monday. We saw some crazy shit – but that will give us all something to laugh about for a long time into the new year.
For some strange reason I have 3 weddings to attend this month. That is a lot of weddings – must be something in the water. I think it is also kind of strange that the most popular month for my friends weddings seems to be July. Whatever happened to June being the favorite month for nuptials?
Anyway, I’m relieved that I was not asked to be IN any of the weddings. It is hard enough coming up with the extra money and time to buy a wedding present and give up 2 Saturday nights in one month to attend. If I was a bridesmaid there would be some much more expected of me, and I’m just not wanting to do that.
I’m not offended that some of those brides are good friends and that they asked other people – for whatever reasons – to be in their weddings. I am totally happy with being invited to attend the wedding and just enjoy myself there with a date.
Came across an interesting convo on Facebook where a girlfriend who is getting married next month was bitching about the plans her beloved husband-to-be has been making with his buddies for a bachelor party. He wants to take 7 of his best friends out of town for a weekend and have a wild and crazy weekend. At first he was talking about flying everyone to Las Vegas for the weekend, but that got too expensive (or, as she put it, complicated). So now they are talking about going to Atlanta, which is a 4 hour drive and a lot cheaper than flying 7 people round trip to Vegas.
The bride is pissed off that they are going out of town – she thinks that they should just party here at home and that going to a strip club is a bad idea. She says she doesn’t want her hubby-to-be in a strip club. Now, this is where it gets crazy. I think that a strip club outing is a healthy outlet for guys and there is nothing wrong with it. She says that he shouldn’t be interested in looking at naked girls – that she should be enough or he shouldn’t be getting married.
I think that is really naive and unreasonable. It is an American tradition to take the groom out to a strip club for a last hurrah. Its not like she is going to be having sex with the strippers. He might get a lap dance, but big fucking deal. If he is pledging his sexual loyalty to her, she should be trusting him. And maybe she is right, if she doesn’t feel that she can trust him, why are they getting married in the first place?
My friend Jun asks in his blog would you ever attend a sex toy party? In his post he writes this
I have been invited to 2 different sex toy parties this month and both of them i declined to go to but only because I was very busy with other things to d at work and if asked again i am sure I would go because when my friends told me about there times attending them they said it was awesome and a lot of fun.
My replay to him woul dbe hell yea I would love to attend a sex toys party I think it would be a lot of fun to do and since we would all be adults a tthe party you know it is going to hell of fun!