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I got mine tomorrow night at the local Hilton. Fuck that freaking thing! The only reason i'll be going is for the free booze and the possibility of winning some shit. The top prize is a $1,500 gift certificate from a local travel agency which wouldn't suck. Lots of other free stuff as well.

What's your "holiday" party plans?

TenTallBen wrote:I got mine tomorrow night at the local Hilton. Fuck that freaking thing! The only reason i'll be going is for the free booze and the possibility of winning some shit. The top prize is a $1,500 gift certificate from a local travel agency which wouldn't suck. Lots of other free stuff as well.

What's your "holiday" party plans?

Good news, guys. Pizza's on us!

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We got one tomorrow too at a nice Italian place. The gift exchange is always fun.

Already had a classic office party. I was one of the last ones to leave and while standing in the parking lot I saw the regional VP and the new skank babe architect meeting in the parking lot after the party. Both were extremely hammered. I intentionally drove by them in his Beamer and pretended to be on my cell phone as I clicked their picture. The same night I saw two other workers who saw them as well. Nice, corroborating witnesses.

Next day I was on the road and both of them called me before lunch to ask me bullshit questions, but, of course their real agenda was to see if I was going to say anything. I, in an offhanded way, let them both know what I saw...but its been a week now and I havent told anyone else. I got a great Christmas card from him, his wife, and their three kids...so cute.

I'm guessing my annual review next month will go quite well.

Mine is saturday night. My grandma always made these great meatballs when I was a kid, she still does actually. She's 84 now. Anyway..
I always have made grammy's meatballs for the company pot luck party, ever since I started 6 yrs ago. I'd show up, drink the free booze, get all the big tyme accolades from everyone on the kick ass meatballs. I hate fukken making meatballs. pain in the ass. My wife knows this too, so she heads for the hills when its meatbal time ..... probably a good thing.Don't want her to learn the 'secret' recipe.

heh heh

Few years ago I started a lil timmah tradition all to myselfs. I was mistaken on how much ground beef I had in the freezer, and was short a pound. I mixed in a pound of some old ground elk I had in the back of the freezer, fried and sauced em, and had em in the crockpot faster than an elvismonster. Got rave reviews on them meatballs . never told the squeemys that I threw some stag in there.

well

since then I've taken to throwing whatever stray game I have into the meatball mix lil pork/boar, some turkey, chukkar,deer, lil emu maybe?
every time they love it. I tell em its just beef and pork.the old mix of melted grape jelly and heinz chili sauce masks any gaminess.

there's this cat thats been yowling at night next door really pissing me off




heh heh

Our company doesn't have one.

Holiday Party #1- 3rd floor of my building.. mostly just a day for the women to bring in their homemade salsa, cookies and other shit so the rest of us can make out like pigs at a trough and let them clean it up afterwards. :D

Holiday Party #2- President of our division takes our dept. out for dinner and drinks on HIS dime at a local restaurant. Usually there are 15 or so of us so the bill climbs to at least $1500.

Holiday Party #3- Company party within the building.. no spouses or anything but the finger foods are decent and the wine and beer flow.

I work for a small company...only ten employees. We're a branch of a bigger company but we do our thing for the most part. We had our party at a restaurant last year but this year it'll be at my boss' house. This is more of something for the wives of all the guys at the company. It's next Friday but my girlfriend's birthday is also that day so I have a decision to make...hang out with my fellow employees at my boss' house and shoot the bullshit or go out drinking with my girlfriend and some of her other friends? I could do both which would be cool or I might just take her out to dinner on Saturday instead...I don't know yet.

Already had it at Smith and Wollensky's in Midtown last Saturday night. Food sucked, HORRIBLY overpriced and I didn't even get drunk as I had to drive 45 minutes back to the crib.

Next year I get the flu to avoid it.

I'm on the taxpayer's dime....so of course we don't have an official party. Unofficial one kicks ass though....at a co-worker's covered back patio he calls "Voo Doo Lounge" and I live a block and a half away.

timmay wrote:I always have made grammy's meatballs for the company pot luck party, ever since I started 6 yrs ago.

I heard the Schwetty balls were succulent.

Rip City

Screw_Michigan wrote:Good news, guys. Pizza's on us!

Did you see that, Gunslinger?

Get to work.

Toddowen wrote:Think I'll skip the dancing and entertainment portion of the evening, which is about as exciting as watching The Lawrence Welk Show without those dancing chicks flashing their gams.

Good for you. That should provide an excellent opportunity for the offing of your shit self. If you're back tomorrow, it's pretty much understood that you managed to put off the inevitable for yet another day.

That's OK though. Everyone is pulling for you to just end it.

The consulting firm I work for is having its 20th Anniversary Party next Saturday at the JFK Library. Black tie optional affair. It will not suck.

Normally our Christmas Party begins on a Friday at 11:00 a.m. Work** for a few hours, walk across the street to the harbor, and then have the rest of the day off. Not so this year.

**AKA -- sleep late, avoid morning traffic, show up for the party at around noon time, not be charged for taking half the day off.

Our party is next weekend.

Mississippi Neck wrote:I'm guessing my annual review next month will go quite well.

You must have forgotten to tell us about the part where you have some sort of damning evidence of an affair or something. From what you posted, it appears you have a picture of two people sitting in a car. Big fucking deal.

If I were him, I'd fire your bitch ass, give you an addressed/stamped envelope made out to my wife, dare you to mail her a copy of the "incriminating" picture, and then piss in your box of personal effects as security escorted your cunt ass from the building.

Our department Holiday party was last night. It's just an excuse for the grad students to spend their budget on good beer. Maybe 3 or 4 faculty actually came to it, including my PI. So was a good time to sit around, get hammered, and talk shit to your boss. The only problem is that it was 20 something degrees last night and we had to wait a while for the bus because it was so late. I about froze my nuts off.

Nobody hooks up at these things because they're all grad students and are afraid to get too drunk in front of the faculty.

We have ours next week-end. Just the 9 of us. We usually just get shit faced and stumble about the barn. The fun part is dropping a few ruffies in Vixen's egg nog and taking turns having our pictures taken tea bagging her!

Luther wrote:
I heard the Schwetty balls were succulent.

Ju should try ze schwetty ballskis

What is this "holiday party" thing you speak of?

With the animals I work with, every freaking day is a holiday and a party. One of my frequent coconspiraotors now has a pool table and a keg in his office.

Husker4ever wrote:at a co-worker's covered back patio he calls "Voo Doo Lounge"

There's a bar in downtown Portland called the Voodoo Lounge...and on the (uncovered) back patio...and I'm not making this up...you can, for a small fee, rent a hookah pipe and have it sitting on your table while you quaff the brews. I assume that's still going on, anyway. Good name.

ucantdoitdoggieSTyle2 wrote:If I were him...

Thats where your reply got real funny. Lighten up fuzzball.