Well on the weekend it was my work's departmental Christmas drinks. Now I'm the sort of person for whom the words "drink" and "work" should never be placed together. Often (though not always) this results for me in losing the work option of the equation. You can say as many come ons and yeah sures as you want but I assure you IT REALLY IS THAT BAD.
Thankfully at present I am gainfully employed, but I am sure simply because no one can remember getting home and not just me. Admittably I have been implicated in breaking my workmates tooth but I'm not taking that too seriously as I would have had to stand on a chair (but not unfeasable). And well there was an incident with a very unfortunate looking boy - who thankfully works some way from my desk. But really it was the most uneventful one so far.
And other years - well let's never talk about those again. Which is why the stories of Pollies boozing it up are always an interest.
Oh and did I mention that I have another tomorrow night - I am going to be good this time - I swear!
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