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 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...