...Are always extremely uncomfortable.
There are those who apparently never got to go to prom and deem the work holiday party an appropriate time to wear the prom dress that they never got to wear when they were 16.
There are also those who think they can still fit in their sequin dress from college when clearly they can not.
There is always that older couple on the dance floor who are way too into each other... we are at a hotel, there are plenty of rooms available, GET ONE.
At our holiday party there was a live band and an open bar... which usually leads to you making a fool of yourself by taking Jagger bombs and spilling it all down the front of you. Note: getting shit-faced in front of your boss, or even worse, the president is the worst idea you have ever had.
I, on the other hand, wore a tasteful one shoulder, knee length, purple dress with black striped tights, black pumps and chose to leave my floor length, hot pink, prom dress in the back of my closet. As the party ended the lead singer of the band who had red hot hair and clearly thought she was Fergalicious came up to me and told me that I had the best outfit of the night. I told my boss the next day at work how flattered I was by her compliment and also told him how she said that she 'would TOTALLY wear my dress on stage'. He laughed, and I realized that a compliment like that from the Fergi-wanna-be, probably meant I would have been better off wearing my old prom dress.
There are those who apparently never got to go to prom and deem the work holiday party an appropriate time to wear the prom dress that they never got to wear when they were 16.
There are also those who think they can still fit in their sequin dress from college when clearly they can not.
There is always that older couple on the dance floor who are way too into each other... we are at a hotel, there are plenty of rooms available, GET ONE.
At our holiday party there was a live band and an open bar... which usually leads to you making a fool of yourself by taking Jagger bombs and spilling it all down the front of you. Note: getting shit-faced in front of your boss, or even worse, the president is the worst idea you have ever had.
I, on the other hand, wore a tasteful one shoulder, knee length, purple dress with black striped tights, black pumps and chose to leave my floor length, hot pink, prom dress in the back of my closet. As the party ended the lead singer of the band who had red hot hair and clearly thought she was Fergalicious came up to me and told me that I had the best outfit of the night. I told my boss the next day at work how flattered I was by her compliment and also told him how she said that she 'would TOTALLY wear my dress on stage'. He laughed, and I realized that a compliment like that from the Fergi-wanna-be, probably meant I would have been better off wearing my old prom dress.
There are times I am glad I live in the heart of Mormon country where alcoholic beverages at Christmas parties are unheard of. The parties are boring, yes, but at least I won't do a drunken strip tease in front of my boss's husband - which I am sure I would do if I were plastered.
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