Getting dumb at the holiday party

I had just arrived from another unit a few months before, so Suzi and I were sitting at a table with some of the very few people I knew during the company holiday party when he walked in.

He was tall, well-built and handsome, with the type of charisma that can only result from being given the allocation from four or five other people … which would explain how some people (raises hand) seem not to have any at all.

Honestly, he was the type of guy you’d hate if he wasn’t also really nice, with a great sense of humor.

I actually knew of him before we started working in the same place, since he dated someone I worked with in my previous office.

One day, she brought cookies into the office, which we were excited about even after she told us they were her misshapen efforts … because she had given him the perfect ones.

But anyway, back to the office party. Are you familiar with 6-year-olds playing soccer, where they supposedly all gather around the ball and the entire game is a mass of small children moving to and fro?

That’s what happened when he walked into the ballroom of the country club. The guys wanted to hang out with him. The women wanted to hang out with him.

And they followed him everywhere.

You’ll be shocked to know that in the years following, he really liked when I told that story.

Other than one fairly inappropriate comment that had the rest of us at the table staring at each other wondering what just happened, I don’t recall any horrible incidents at holiday parties.

However, the sheer number of these lists, and that they all say the same things, means one thing in particular.

With the onset of office holiday party season, don’t forget to read advice on navigating them here.

And here.

Also here.

Don’t forget here.

Here too.

Other than one fairly inappropriate comment that had the rest of us at the table staring at each other wondering what just happened, I don’t recall any horrible incidents at holiday parties.

However, the sheer number of these lists, and that they all say the same things, means one thing in particular.

Somewhere, someone will be getting hammered at the office holiday party and doing something everyone will be talking about later.

Brother Engvall, take us home.

Hopefully, all the people in this photo by Yutacar on Unsplash know when to say when.

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