I work from home ... so technically that's my office. My old job had a big fancy party every December. They didn't invite me this year ... so I figured I'd just throw myself an office holiday party. I've worked pretty hard this year so I deserve it ... in theory.
I tried to mingle ... but everyone just wanted to talk about work. It was really awkward and not very much fun, but ...
... eventually I got into the holiday mood.
I really only went because I thought there'd be bonus checks handed out. Nope. Thanks for nothing, Mr Ebe-loozer Scrooge!
It was a pot luck. We were supposed to make something, but I ran out of time and just brought some cheap-o store bought cookies. They didn't taste very good. I ate the whole box anyway. I'm not proud of that.
It turned out that I was my Secret Santa this year. I did a good job ... I had no clue who it was ...
... but I just wrapped up my stapler and gave it to myself. It was a pretty lame Secret Santa gift.
I tried to act excited anyway.
The party was really boring so I decided to loosen up with a drink.
Of course ... that led to another ...
... which led to another ...
... which led to another. To be honest I was a little over-served.
Things kind of got a little out of hand after that. I got a little crazy ...
... but it's not like I was the only one.
A good time was had by all, but eventually it was time to get back to work.
I can hardly wait until next year's party.
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