Why You Shouldn't Attend Chrismas Parties  

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My wife always wants me to go to the Christmas party for her work. I usually don't want to go. I worked at the same place a while back and know a lot of the people. I in fact have a good relationship with most of them (there are always a few).

This year I was talked into it, or more directly "told" I was going. So I got casually dressed because if I have to go I'm gonna at least be comfortable. That turned out to be an ok thing, as my wife ended up being a little overdressed. There was a pretty good turn out considering the company employs about 100 people in this town. I think we saw about 60 people all together so it was not empty that's for sure. That also turned out to be part of the problem.

The food was good and the bar was open so all things considered it looked like it would be a passable evening. I found some of my former co-workers and we chit chatted about different things, had a few drinks and enjoyed a rather tasty dinner.
The music started and people were out on the dance floor having a good time. I guess the problems were happening in the bar while we were away.

Two guys that work together and don't have any problems with each other at work (from what I was told) had some words exchanged while they were in the bar. I guess both of them had too much to drink and I would have liked that bartender a whole lot more if she would have shut them both down a few drinks earlier. Unfortunately she didn't and they kept pouring them down. The liquid courage was working overtime, because the next thing I know I'm in the middle of a "scuffle". They punched at each other a few times and then somebody else was trying to break up the fight and I just knew that I had to help. I grabbed one of these guys and dragged him away telling him the whole time that somebody had called the cops. It all seemed to be under control and then...... Another "friend" decided that he didn't like how we were treating the two guys that were fighting and came in to defend his drunk friend. Now this is a pretty big guy and I guess he figured he was pretty tough to boot. After 8 years in the Marine Corps I don't look at big tough guys the way I used to. He had been drinking and I had about 2 drinks in me from all night. I wasn't even light headed and this guy was really trying to get me involved.

Fortunately (for him) people started coming in and dragging everybody apart. I got one drunk into a car that was waiting for him and some others dragged drunk #2 to a car that was waiting for him. I told big tough guy that I would drop by his work today when he was sober and see if he still wanted to have that discussion with me. I wonder if I should even bother going down there now. I have to admit that I do get to feeling like a 20 something again when I get around all those guys and I might not use the best judgement in the world all the time because of that. No offense to 20 somethings of the world. I know many that use great judgement, but I also know a lot of them that allow their emotions to control their actions too often which I tend to do when I'm around them ...

So I made a decision that from now on I'm gonna have to take a closer look at the guest list before deciding if I'll attend these grand parties being thrown. I've now officially rambled on long enough and I'll go back and finish my work. The more I think about it, the more I realize I am going down to that place today and see if drunk tough guy is so tough when he's not drinking...lol

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8 comments

Don't worry Bendigo, no offense taken!

But seriously, that's the perfect example of how too much booze can turn a gentleman into...an idiot, really. (it applies to girls too, no sexism here)

If you ever do go check the guy out at his work, please tell us how he reacted..!!

PS: Seeing how the evening ended, maybe your wife won't be so fond of Christmas parties either from now on..?

December 7, 2009 at 10:16 AM

Everytime I hear stories like thatm the word "asshole" always comes to mind. Who in their right mind or minds in this case turn a perfectly good party into a scuffle? What good can come from this?

Something similar actually happened from what I understand at a friend's party that I didn't attend this past weekend. It spilled over into a child's first birthday party that I and said people mentioned above did attend. The only thing is that one of the persons involved, even though it's this 1 yr old's godfather, chose not to attend because of what happened the day before.

Clearly, not using very good judgment gets you really far in life.

December 7, 2009 at 10:17 AM

yeah..it's a sad day when somebody can let a little liquor throw all their good sense out the window...ah well...if he woke up this morning and felt like crap I"m happy...If he remembers everything and feels worse so much the better...Hopefully a little llve and learn will come in here. Sad that the godfather would miss something like that over silly things...

December 7, 2009 at 10:49 AM

There's always "that guy". You know his as The Douchebag. He shows up at parties and gets way too hammered, or talks loudly on his cell in the coffee shop, maybe he stole your parking place. Yes Virginia, there is a Douchebag around every corner...

December 7, 2009 at 11:49 AM

It's a shame that a few out-of-control people had to ruin the party for you guys.

December 7, 2009 at 3:22 PM

Reminds me of the two stags that locked their horns together at work the other day. They were so exhausted that they could barely stand and animal control was going to have to tranqualize them to break them apart. And I bet that fight was just as stupid...

December 7, 2009 at 5:32 PM

lol@kristy....you hit the nail on the head....that is pretty dang accurate...stupid is exactly what it was....

December 7, 2009 at 6:15 PM

To sarah...I did indeed go down there to see if the big tough guy would be different at work. It turns out that after the party he and his friends went to another house and continued to talk about what they were "gonna" do and a bunch more drunk talk that night. The next day he wasn't at work, but I made sure to have them leave a message telling him that I was most eager to discuss his behavior :)

December 8, 2009 at 2:41 PM

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