What a difference a day can make. Yesterday the office was full of enthusiastic, well dressed people. The non suit wearers were dressed in suits, the suit wearing people were wearing their best suits, the glamorous girls looked even more glamorous, the girls who normally dress down had made a special effort to dress up, and as for me, I actually wore a little black dress, with a touch of cream.
Today it’s a very different story. The office is full of pale and tired people. I would even go as far as to say, certain individuals are looking quite scruffy. No offence meant! Water and coffee are being guzzled at an alarming rate, and there is a whiff of bacon sandwiches and McDonalds in the air.
If you haven’t already guessed by now (although the post title does give the game away!) yesterday was the office Christmas party.
For the occasion, a room, with bar and dining area, was hired at a London night club.
My meal consisted of breaded goats cheese with red onion jam, chestnut and apricot turkey parcel, with seasonal vegetables and roast new potatoes, followed by strawberry and champagne roulade. I enjoyed every mouthful. My only complaint was - our table for four, seated ten people. Cramped was one word to describe it.
After dinner, the bar and dance floor proved to be very popular. I had a boogie, with wine glass in hand, and the boogie turned into a dance frenzy when I heard the words ‘Wake me up before you go go’. You can count on Wham! to get a party going! Although I know I am slightly biased.
As you can see from my colleagues faces today, everyone took full advantage of the free bar. Myself included.
However, I am extremely pleased to announce that I did not loose my camera/purse/bag/mobile phone/shoe. Everything is still in tact.
But please, no difficult questions today. Thank you.
Picture of the day: