Christmas office party tales -

Mine starts in an hour... I'll report back tomorrow but I'm expecting most of the intrigue to happen afterward, not in the venue itself :confused:

Already a bit of office politics lining up between the ambitious "ass kisser in chief" and the "person who does little but keeps her job because she's been around forever." It's the latter who organized the party. The former had his secretary send out an email soliciting post-party comments. Let the backstabbing begin!

(oh, and I'm sure there'll be various drunken hook-ups but I won't hear about them because I'm always the last to find these things out...)
 
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Mine starts in an hour... I'll report back tomorrow but I'm expecting most of the intrigue to happen afterward, not in the venue itself :confused:

Already a bit of office politics lining up between the ambitious "ass kisser in chief" and the "person who does little but keeps her job because she's been around forever." It's the latter who organized the party. The former had his secretary send out an email soliciting post-party comments. Let the backstabbing begin!

(oh, and I'm sure there'll be various drunken hook-ups but I won't hear about them because I'm always the last to find these things out...)

:lol::lol::lol::lol:
 
Woke up at 2pm and only made it to the office at 5 today :oops:

Great night! Good food. Good atmosphere. Solid live performances from several Russian pop and rock acts. Lots of drinking, dancing, flirting, etc. Not sure if there were any interesting hook-ups or significant incidents of any sort, as I didn't see anything of note. Colleagues current and former in attendance... 380 in total.

The aforementioned "ass kisser in chief" got up on stage with the last band to do a couple of songs and stood there like a moron occasionally yelling a line or two atonally into the mic.

I decided to one-up him and had the main organizer arrange for me to do a song too :oops: I wowed the crowd with a rendition of Green Day's "Boulevard of Broken Dreams". Only remembered I'd done this about a half-hour after waking up today. Apparently, there's a video of it floating around the office too :oops:

This morning, the main organizer fought back and had her secretary send out an email that all post-party comments should go to her, not the ass-kisser. Office politics are funny...
 
morbs, i'm guessing most of your colleagues are russian.

how do office parties and stuff work then, what with the sense of humour thing?
 
Mine was yesterday too.
Great food, great venue and the civilised side of it was fine but I did my announced cinderella run away about 40 minutes later they opened the free bar, just when the CEO was giving away big fat havan cigars...

And after seeing the pictures that someone uploaded to the common server I am stronger in my opinion that there's nothing more traumatic than seeing my workmates drunk but I confess I would love to see the HHRR mad woman chief falling in the middle of the dance floor and the financial director singing New York New York with the CEO doing the chorus :eek: :rolleyes: :lol:
 
morbs, i'm guessing most of your colleagues are russian.

how do office parties and stuff work then, what with the sense of humour thing?
All of them are... I think I was the only foreigner there.

What sense of humor thing? :lol:

I think it's the same here as anywhere... and they're a bit more forgiving of drunken antics than we are back West... although there's usually plenty of post-party gossip...
 
All of them are... I think I was the only foreigner there.

What sense of humor thing? :lol:

I think it's the same here as anywhere... and they're a bit more forgiving of drunken antics than we are back West... although there's usually plenty of post-party gossip...

;):lol:

oh, and i want to speak to you about a potential moscow trip!!
 
it was always an exercise in showing willing and intense clock watching. I just didn't feel comfortable for some reason.


sums up the one for me this year.

i left at 11pm after meal to leave the other 3 to it.

turns out my porn watching boss practically begged the doormen at the sanderson hotel to let them in, and even went as far as slipping him a 20 to get in.

anyway, they all ended up at spearmint rhino's till 4am.
 
Was at the Liverpool FC xmas party last night..........

Starter-Sour Grapes

Main Course - Plaice (probably 6th possibly 5th)

Pudding - Selection from Ngog, Dossena,Lucas or Degan

At the Bar ,no Doubles Trebles or Carling Premier.

Selection of Whines served by Spanish guy with dodgy beard.

All Drinks were served in Plastic glasses as cups were hard to find.

Rafa did his party trick of making 250 million disappear into thin air.

:lol::lol::lol:
 
I bumped into a man crying uncontrollably outside a department store in Liverpool yesterday, and all he could go on about was how he hates this time of year, dressing up in a ridiculous red outfit and embarrassing himself in front of thousands of people. I said, "Look, Mr.Gerrard, you chose to play for Liverpool."
 
Hey, I have been thinking of a trip to Moscow too next year... Maybe a Spotlight reunion in Red Square is in order.
Right in Red Sq? Cool! I'll bring the boombox and the bribe money for the police :lol:

Come in spring/summer. It's very cold right now! :confused: :lol:
 
Back to Christmas party tales. Got offered to go back to a colleagues flat and watch her on her sex horse machine thing on my do on Monday. She was a certified sex addict and got counselling for it. Never of guessed unless you got a few cheeky spritzers inside her...
 
Back to Christmas party tales. Got offered to go back to a colleagues flat and watch her on her sex horse machine thing on my do on Monday. She was a certified sex addict and got counselling for it. Never of guessed unless you got a few cheeky spritzers inside her...

You went then? :lol:
 
Hey, I have been thinking of a trip to Moscow too next year... Maybe a Spotlight reunion in Red Square is in order.

Well its either Moscow or Berlín again. Sometime in april perhaps....

Anyway, I'll give ya a shout soon morbs
 
I bumped into a man crying uncontrollably outside a department store in Liverpool yesterday, and all he could go on about was how he hates this time of year, dressing up in a ridiculous red outfit and embarrassing himself in front of thousands of people. I said, "Look, Mr.Gerrard, you chose to play for Liverpool."

I know this is how the banter works, but like Jammy said elsewhere, considering how bad we've been, IMO worst since souness, I'm pretty happy to be where we are. Not that that is any consolation mind.
 
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