By uber
And so the Yule-tide has reached the high water mark – we stand on the threshold of another Christmas day, the 2005th since some arbitrary time period that changed every time we switched calendars (which has happened a lot).
Either way, I have little more to say on the subject of time in general, and more to say on specific times – certain occasions, if you will. The occasion that comes to mind is the Christmas Party.
Each year, as is the tradition, whatever organisation(s) pay you [or their nominated agents] will gather you, their underlings, together for some sort of vaguely uncomfortable social event. Stereotypically, this is a miserable evening of herd-mentality morbid fascination as the weakest of the pack gets sozzled and gropes the Lioness in management. They are then neatly devoured on the following Monday, much to the grimacing fear of all involved.
I will go no further until I mention that my Christmas party had no such difficulty, but then we are a unique bunch, in that we are not the classical group of ‘workers’ and we do not do what is classically known as ‘work’*. The worst thing that arose from our event was that I received an email blaming me for one person’s hangover, after she discovered what was in those Long Island Iced Teas I suggested; and one cricked neck after one of our new postgrads disappeared at some point during the Long Walk Home, only to awake on a bench near a DART station. Funny, Fun and Amusing, but not serious.
From others, I have heard of tales of people who literally embarrassed themselves to the point of being fired, of others so shocked by the morning realisation of their antics that would come in, sit down, type out a letter of resignation, calmly print it and lick the envelope before leaving it on the MD**’s desk.
It’s clear that some people should not drink, I count myself lucky that I limit my embarrassements to the dancing badly sort [for the most part]. I hope the events of your christmasses are equally litigation-free.
* That is to say, we do not work in a classical office environment, and our duties differ from the regular office-type duties. I do not mean to say that we are lazy bums, which we might be, but independently of our status as postgrads.
** Managing Director (CEO)
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26th of December, 2005
Currently, no litigation has arisen from the office party. All that has arisen are comments of “Man, you were so drunk”.