Friday, December 03, 2004
Work Part(y) the First
Tonight is my work’s annual Christmas dinner. I miss every other year (because of conflicts with Michelle’s office, which passes out bonuses and, thus, trumps my office). There promises to be a shortage of people from the “cool” contingent there (for a variety of reasons), and Michelle’s lobbying to skip out early to see Closer. Hmmm. Open bar + free gourmet dinner + company swag + retrospective slide show + potential on-screen emotional deception and sexual tension = an evening that I’ll need a full night’s sleep to recover from.
In other news, our know-it-all IS manager is a motherfucking douchbag.
Best wishes, and I’ll see you all on Monday. In my spiffy leather jacket