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I can't even begin to describe the company christmas party.
I can't go into detail, I've repeated it too many times, each time with huge laughter!
In a nutshell, if anyone watches "The Office", the christmas party episode...it was kind of like that. We had Secret Santa. Everyone buys a personal gift for that name they drew. I drew one of the bosses, let's call him "Jim". Now I know Jim has a sweet tooth and loves the lottery so all week long I spoil him with candy's on his desk, lottery scratchers and little whatnots. Everyone else is going on and on about their treats everyday for a week.
i got nothing.
Day of the luncheon, everyone yapping about the cookies, and treats their secret santa left...Jim even chimes in saying he had the best Secret Santa. (pat on back)
Time for presents. Round and round they all go, each person getting a lovely personalized gift chosen especially for them. "John" got a gorgeous frame to put his college diploma in, "John" got a starbucks and an Itunes card, "Jane" got a personalized mousepad of her fav pop singer and photo albums, "Jane" got special notecards and desk goodies, "Jane" got a book she wanted, "Jane" got a Starbucks card. Now its down to me and "Jim". So I immediatley think 'ok, well maybe I didn't get any goodies because he really thought about a nice gift for me, after all we've been working together for 7 years now, yeah that's it'. So I hand him my gift to him, I loaded a bag of big movie sized candy boxes, 15 different kinds, old movie dvds, and lottery scratchers. Oh he loved it. So overjoyed. I was pleased.
My turn.
He hands me his bag. Here it comes, time for greatness.....
5 airline bottles of booze...kinds I don't even drink, except for one vodka. please?
oh and ...a mechanical Santa dressed as a rapper, squeeze his hand and he sings a christmas version of "get jiggy wit it". you heard me.
I was mortified. Of course, you shake it off and laugh with everyone else and thank him graciously, but inside...nothing. That's what I'm worth.
Come to find out, he forgot about secret santa and ran out at lunch to the liquor store to 'pick me up something'.
Please? That's what you came up with? how about scratchers? big bottle of vodka? cigarettes? or even a card with a$20. I could always use cash. damn.

happy holidays.
11 glorious days off starting Friday.