For some strange reason, it was
all down to me to organise our Christmas party. The guy who’s hardly in the
workplace; doesn’t get introduced to any new colleagues or invited out to any
staff socials. It was hard enough to try and work out who was going, who was
paying and to get the money off everyone on time. Then add a twist by taking
along a group of immature people who’ve never experienced foreign cuisine
before and an unsympathetic hostess who doesn’t recognise that people want to
relax and have a good time. It’s then a task to keep everyone happy and calm
while waiting for their food and explaining what’s going on; while also trying
to determine why the plan has changed. For some reason people get very paranoid when they take insults, and we got a stern
telling-off for extinguishing candles. I won’t be organising another one for
this crowd.
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