I had to act before, now I talk.

[reddragdiva]

I would rather work than go to a fucking office Christmas party. I'm not around you people or this place by choice.

Nice pubbing. The Princess Louise is a Sam Smith pub, so the real beer is sorta crappy but, at £1.66 a pint, cheap enough to put up with. Coincidentally bumped into valkyriekaren and wechsler, who were meeting Karen's brother there before dinner. ali_anarres showed and I returned her Perl book and we talked about her fantastic nu meeja job. allezbleu finally made it out of Hollywood and we had a lovely catch-up. And saw wintrmute for a few minutes at the end.

One (1) quick pt. became four, but these things happen.

Our overseas Christmas cards are done and posted, only slightly late.

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Office parties

[blarglefiend.livejournal.com]

That's certainly how I felt about all the Ericsson ones. You seemed pretty comfortable and willing to be there for the one you were around for...

Office Christmas parties are now something for me to look forward to: most of my group avoids the more general ones, and we go off to University House for a fabulous lunch and wine-snob session. Takes the whole day.

That's how I spent my first day there, and that's how I'll be spending next Friday, too.

Re: Office parties

[reddragdiva]

Yeah, that's 'cos I was chatting to you or Kate or Sappho or other such people I actually, y'know, liked ... when one has co-workers who are actually in the set of people one likes (rather than in the set of people who are mostly harmless and one therefore doesn't want to kill), the office party might actually be actively enjoyable.

I think it's that I don't default to liking people just because I share a fecking office with them.

I never enjoyed family Christmases either.

Re: Office parties

[blarglefiend.livejournal.com]

Ah. OK. I hated them because even though there were people there I liked, they were a tiny minority. And, well, of those one tended to avoid me, another hadn't quit intimidating me with her appearance until right at the end, and the last didn't work there until the final year.

I usually got stuck with the Prince of Mediocrity, and his soul-brother our boss the PhD.

(Hm, actually, Maks was OK too, but that's about it. I think I was a bit busy being jealous because I thought he was getting somewhere with Sappho.)

Now I like all of my co-workers enough to be happy spending one day a year being sociable.

Re: Office parties

[reddragdiva]

You realise this is a public post ;-)

[blarglefiend.livejournal.com]

I haven't written anything that the people concerned don't know anyway, so I'm not bothered.