When I first came to work for the City almost 20 years ago, the parties here were off the fucking hook! The last workday before Christmas, the City would pretty much shut down around noon and people would get shit-faced drunk. People would fuck in the supply closets, smoke herb in some forgotten archive room that no one went to, and contractors would bring in bushels of shrimp and oysters an more booze. No conflict of interest worries back then, you see. Halcyon days...
Back in the 90's I was laid off in October from a software company that was bought out. I received an invitation to the Christmas party for some reason. Whatever, I thought and decided to go. I also decided to wear my tuxedo.
The wife and I showed up and we had a blast. The reception hall was rather hot so I ended up taking off my jacket. This left me looking exactly like the wait-staff that was serving us. After my fifth (or sixth) straight single malt scotch, I began telling people that I was actually on my break and worked at the hotel.
I was called within two months to re-interview for my old job. I declined.
Our Assistant manager, Rob was so drunk he was nearly passed out on the sofa when Carlene came over (His ex girlfriend but their still pretty damn close) and started to undo Robs trouser button and zip. So when he woke up they fell around his ankles xD It was only close friends there at the time which is a good thing and probably less embarrassing since he can't remember it!
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Date: 2006-12-21 03:48 pm (UTC)When I first came to work for the City almost 20 years ago, the parties here were off the fucking hook! The last workday before Christmas, the City would pretty much shut down around noon and people would get shit-faced drunk. People would fuck in the supply closets, smoke herb in some forgotten archive room that no one went to, and contractors would bring in bushels of shrimp and oysters an more booze. No conflict of interest worries back then, you see. Halcyon days...
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Date: 2006-12-21 05:28 pm (UTC)No, but I will tell you one anyway.....
Date: 2006-12-21 08:05 pm (UTC)The wife and I showed up and we had a blast. The reception hall was rather hot so I ended up taking off my jacket. This left me looking exactly like the wait-staff that was serving us. After my fifth (or sixth) straight single malt scotch, I began telling people that I was actually on my break and worked at the hotel.
I was called within two months to re-interview for my old job. I declined.
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Date: 2008-07-11 10:08 pm (UTC)Oh and playing the 20p game =D
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Date: 2008-07-11 10:16 pm (UTC)Awesome :D