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So, we had our annual "Company Christmas Party" last night. With the way things are run in Disney it boils down to about 3 per year. We have the Corporate party where they shut down the parks for 2 nights and only let employees in, and that was last week. No alcohol at that gig, but it's still 'good' fun to romp around the parks with just co-workers.
Last night was the second party, the "Consumer Products" branch of the big mouse company, and they decided to rent a club and have an open bar from 5:30pm to 9pm, which was good fun. The best of which was seeing people outside the normal work environment, and seeing which ones were attempting to drink their share of the Christmas bonus that we don't get /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif
Of course, I decided not to drive to this event, even though we had valet parking (the clowns that do that wouldn't be able to start my car anyways). So, my getting home was dependent on someone else. Which of course translates into 9pm was too early to 'call it a night', and further translated into a bunch of drunk people roaming the streets of Hollywood looking for a new bar to hang out in til all were ready to hang up their coats. 2AM gents, 6 of us packed into a Crown Vic taxi (5 in the back 1 up front), to get back to where we started. I saw the need early in the night and decided to be responsible, and cut myself off around 8:30. I'm glad too, my ride didn't stop til around 1.
Was a good time, but like the title says, some things just shouldn't happen on a week night. I'm not hung over, but I'm still feeling some of the effects of last night. I made sure to pop some "vitamin M" before hitting the rack last night cause I didn't want the headache I felt coming on waking me up before it was time.
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Last night was the second party, the "Consumer Products" branch of the big mouse company, and they decided to rent a club and have an open bar from 5:30pm to 9pm, which was good fun. The best of which was seeing people outside the normal work environment, and seeing which ones were attempting to drink their share of the Christmas bonus that we don't get /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif
Of course, I decided not to drive to this event, even though we had valet parking (the clowns that do that wouldn't be able to start my car anyways). So, my getting home was dependent on someone else. Which of course translates into 9pm was too early to 'call it a night', and further translated into a bunch of drunk people roaming the streets of Hollywood looking for a new bar to hang out in til all were ready to hang up their coats. 2AM gents, 6 of us packed into a Crown Vic taxi (5 in the back 1 up front), to get back to where we started. I saw the need early in the night and decided to be responsible, and cut myself off around 8:30. I'm glad too, my ride didn't stop til around 1.
Was a good time, but like the title says, some things just shouldn't happen on a week night. I'm not hung over, but I'm still feeling some of the effects of last night. I made sure to pop some "vitamin M" before hitting the rack last night cause I didn't want the headache I felt coming on waking me up before it was time.
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