Office Christmas Party

It DID exist.. sorta. And still does ..sorta

Atlantic Monthly: Megan McArdle and Commenters

 

Those drunken office parties are around in some areas, but they're endangered. I think the opportunities for sexual harrassment is what has really done it in. Some might think that people are drinking more responsible and that might be some of it.
People are still drinking with abandon and doing everything under the sun. But they can't take that chance in front of the boss or co-workers....You never know what might slip out after a few tall ones.

So, I believe they're pretty boring these days. But don't get me wrong, I'm sure there are a few still raging today.

 

My office party was definitely still drunk.

 

as the french post-structuralist jean baudrillard wrote: simulacrum!

 

I can vouche for the continued survival of the drunken Christmas party. Just glad it was my wife's. It's alot more fun not being so closely connected, and watching....and inciting.

 

I've stopped atteding Christmas parties as I have a self control issue.

One year, shortly after moving in with my wife, I attended a Christmas party at a venue around 1/2 mile from my parents house, I got so drunk that I literally crawled home on all fours (when I say home - I was in autopilot and cralwed to my parents house). Upon arriving I was too drunk to stand and attempt to open the door and so curled up on the floor and fell asleep, it was snowing and I was in a shirt and trousers. Fortunatly my sister came home around 30 mintes later where she found a very cold me unconcious and dragged me into the hallway, rang my wife to let her know I was alive and left me to sleep.

The following year I had a physical set to with the FD after he made an uncalled for comment about my wife and have never been to an official Christmas party since.

I have attended many unofficial Christmas drinking sessions with my team and close colleagues and if you want to hear about them I will glady regail you with these tails over a beer on sunny Sunday in Putney.

 

Best Christmas party I ever was at -- on 24 December 2003. That was the date my unit rolled over the border from Iraq back into Kuwait. No alcohol, just some MREs, water, and anything that the fam had sent to us from home. No debauched tales of nudity, as all of us were not much to look at in the best of circumstances.

What a great fucking Christmas it was

 

One of the memorable Christmas party tales was when I was working in the ER back in 1989, and a guy with a severly lacerated foreheadwas brought in by several people all dressed up. Turns out, the guy was "dirty" dancing with his secretary/assistant at the annual Christmas office party, her husband took offense and threw a pretty full beer bottle that hit him in the head. The one comment I remember the hurt guy said as they were discussing the what why when and how was, "I just do not get it, everyone was dirty dancing." Oh, the influence of movies.

I think the guy was lucky that the ER MD on that night was a surgeon, so he got stitched up nicely.

 

Yeah, I JUST CANT figure that out, either... sheesh!

Uh... sorry. You must be young, {reirty Dancing}. That was art imitating life, not the other way 'round. don knows.

Yeah... I always hated that, wondering if some GP intern was in the pocket of a plastic surgeon.

heh.. :twisted:

 

Going to an office Christmas party tomorrow. Loads of beer, wine, and liquor are loaded in my husbands car right now. All I know is that if there are any non Fulham or non US MNT fans there, I will be in their face and good stories are bound to be the result.