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Saturday, January 28, 2006

Merry Chuking Fristmas

It's 4:30 in the morning, J.R. is attempting to get a little rest and the puppy menace has been awakened. They are currently "playing" in the livingroom. By playing, I mean wrestling, no holds barred. Periodically I hear yelps and what could be described as little puppy screams. I go to the livingroom to break up what I assume is Hermione being to rough with Moo. What I find is Ninny laying on her back with all four feet up in the air with Moo standing over her head chewing on her ears. So, maybe it wasn't a cry for help as much as it was some sort of puppy battle cry. Game on.
The christmas party for work went well. That's right, a christmas party at the end of January. Yeah, it sounds weird, I don't know why they do it so late, but at least it's better than having it in March. Anyway, I'm not really a very social person, much less being social with people I work with. That and I think it's just a bad idea to give people of "questionable taste" free booze. There is always someone there with a loud mouth or some couple starts fighting, amplified by the excessive consumption of spirits. I think of a work related function as a place where people should show some manners and not act like it's a guest appearance on COPS. You may not like who you work for , but show a little civility.

The food was good. J.R. and I both had orange roughy. I'm not a real big fish person, but this was really good. Not real fishy smelly and no heavy after taste. It probly would have tasted even better if I wasn't mixing it with merlot and Jack & Coke. I've heard that fish is more of a white wine food and lets face it Jack Daniels really isn't meant to go with anything other than Coca-Cola. Well steak maybe, but sour mash is still an acquired taste. Or a lack of taste buds, it's a fine line.

I find social situations to be a bit unnerving at times. More stressful than relaxing. I know J.R. doesn't really look forward to being around people she doesn't know. I can't blame her, I work with some uncouth people. It wasn't to bad this year. We got to sit with people from the day shift, people I don't really ever talk to. They were pretty quiet and we filled the silence with some courteous small talk. Then there was the fat drunk wife of some guy, sitting at the table behind us. All I can say is wow. I can guarantee that this guy is gonna catch hell on Monday. The details of this experience, I shall leave to J.R., as I feel her writing abilities will do it the justice it deserves.

greasemonkey1320 at 4:35 AM

4 People who tried the chili

4 People who found a peppercorn

at 11:51 PM Blogger Madame D said...

She was clearly mooooooved by a little too much drink and absolutely no social filter.
heh.

 
at 5:09 PM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

Madame D - bwahahahaha!

I guess I can't really say anything about a Christmas party in January, as I am going over to have Christmas with my family next weekend. Ahem.

Really wish you had video of your co-worker's, um, conversation piece of a wife. I am looking forward to the sketch artist's rendering...

 
at 8:19 PM Blogger Unknown said...

Our Christmas party will be February 10. I am not going... for all of the reasons you mention, pretty much. Yes, not even the promise of a free meal can get me there.

 
at 7:45 PM Blogger Madame D said...

This is why cell phones now come with cameras.

 

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