Posted on 12/04/2017 1:29:07 PM PST by C19fan
’Tis the season to keep that office holiday party from adding to the list of workplace sexual misconduct scandals.
With the names of Weinstein, Spacey and Lauer likely getting more mentions this year than Dancer, Prancer and Blitzen, employers are making sure their year-end staff merrymaking doesn’t generate more inappropriate conduct.
There will be less booze at many. An independent business organization has renewed its annual warning not to hang mistletoe. And some will have party monitors, keeping an eye out for inappropriate behavior.
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I’ve gone to mine a couple times. Had to wear suit and tie. Dinner, couple executive speeches, thanks for the good year etc.
Never seen one that was out of control at any level.
Haven’t bothered going for years. I work from home and now hardly know anyone at the office.
It’s not Politically Correct to have a good time ,D’oh
Never dip your pen into company ink.
That you know of.
They were GREAT!!
The back seats of a lot of Cadillacs were steamed up at the end of the night :)
Those were the cars the company hired to take us home.
And it’ll be called sexual harassment if you get kissed under the mistletoe without permission.
Big Brothers marching orders, describing what the party that has not happened was like in the future.
I was at one of these boozy parties years ago where a mid-level manager got a snootful and began announcing to all assembled EXACTLY what he thought of the CEO.
Security escorted him from the building on Monday morning.
What bullcrap!
If you want to follow our traditions and steal a kiss at the office party then go right ahead !
This is just another part of the Marxists all out assault on Christmas !
Letter of Apology
When I came into the office this morning, I noticed a sort of general feeling of unfriendliness, and since several of you have called me a “dirty son of a bitch” to my face, I knew I must have done something wrong at the office Christmas Party. The Office Manager called me from the hospital today and as this is my last day, I’d like to take this way of apologizing to all of you. I would prefer speaking to everyone personally, but all of you seem to go deaf and dumb whenever I try to talk to you.
First, to our dear and beloved boss, I am sorry for all the things I called you Friday afternoon. I’m very much aware that your father is not a baboon, nor your mother a Chinese whore. Your wife is a delightful woman, and my story of you buying her for 50 cents in Tijuana was strictly a figment of my imagination. Your children are undoubtedly yours, too. About the water cooler incident, you’ll never know how badly I feel about it, and I hope you didn’t hurt your head when they were trying to get the glass jug off.
To Mary, I express my deepest regrets. In my own defense, I must remind you that you seemed to enjoy our little escapade on the stairway as much as I did until the banister broke and we fell eight feet to the second floor landing. In spite of the rupture you incurred when I landed on top of you, I am sure you will admit that when we landed it was one of the biggest thrills you have ever had.
Sam, you old cuss, you’ve just got to forgive me for that little prank I played on you. If I had known you were goosey, I’d have never done it. It would have been a lot worse if that fat lady hadn’t been standing right under the window you jumped through. She really broke your fall a lot. People have been killed falling three stories.
Gene, I regret telling the fireman it was you who turned in the false alarm. But, of course, I had no way of knowing they would make such a bad report of it. Those fire hoses sure have a lot of pressure don’t they? And the water is cold!!
Don, I know how you must feel about me. Opening the door to the broom closet suddenly must have startled you and Millie quite badly, and to think how hard you bumped your chin on the shelf when you bent over to pull up your pants, it makes me sick. We’ll have to get together for dinner some night after the dentist finishes your plates.
Nancy, the only excuse I can offer for stealing all your clothes and hiding them when I found you passed out in the ladies room, is that I was drunk. Also, I want you to know I was very embarrassed when I couldn’t remember where I hid them and you had to go home in that old sofa cover. Running your falsies up the flag pole was a bit too much, but like I said, I was a little drunk.
To all of you, I am sorry. Setting Jan’s panties on fire seemed funny at the time, and it makes me sad to hear that her husband is divorcing her because of it.
Urinating in everyone’s drink was in bad taste, and not telling them about it until all the drinks were gone was even worse.
Now that I have apologized to all of you and know that I am forgiven, I will do my darnest to come to the picnic......
I miss those wild phone company parties from the 80’s, lasted from dusk to dawn!!!
I never did either.
Went to a few Christmas parties, though.
You first, slappy...
CC
when I first started working in NYC 1974, Christmas office parties were something from the TV show “Mad Men”.
By 1978 they stopped. The rapid rise of feminism then made even shaking a woman's hand a violation of her space.
It's not to say the Mad Men days were great and should come back. However I feel we've lost a sense of warmth, courtesy and compassion between males and females since then.
The last really good Christmas party I attended involved a gourmet dinner, a limo and a case of champagne. My wife’s boss hosted. One of the most generous Germans I ever met.
In the good old days before 2008 the mortgage industry put on some fantastic holiday party’s. One large closing firm had theirs at the Westin hotel in Dunwoody with three bars and two bands. Huge buffet. I looked forward to it every year. But i never saw anything really inappropriate.
"Even worse," she said, her voice oozing scorn. "You made a complete fool of yourself. You succeeded in antagonizing the entire marketing department and you insulted the president of the company, right to his face."
"He's an idiot," Bob said. "Piss on him!"
"You did," came the reply. "And he fired you."
"Well, screw him!" said Bob.
"I did. You're back at work on Monday."
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