Christmas Party tonight and I'm weighing the pros up against those cons.
Pro: Free meal and drink for the duration in a readily escapable City Centre spot.
Con: Connie McEldowney won't be there. I had a big grá for Connie before she upped and left for brighter things, like a heavily levied income at a mildly less beleaguered series of pods.
Pro: One or two of the female number crunchers might fall afoul of my ready quip.
Con: There's midweek Premier League fitba on and I do hate to miss it, even if it does feature Berbiggub and Blackburn.
Pro: Mirabilis will be in attendance, so if all else fails we'll sit aside the dancing floor and poke fun at Attention Seeking Social Pariah Number 1.
Con: My arch nemesis won't be there, and by arch nemesis I mean the lad that got me drunk last night.
Pro: Myself and (recent re-blogger) Terence can resume our love affair from the weekend just gone in Waterford.
Con: I'd end up dancing, and nobody should have to witness that.
Pro: No work tomorrow.
Con: The same cunts that always do the music are doing the music, and they tend to play the fucking Fields Of Athenry. A lot.
Pro: Dinner plates. Their heads. 1-0.
Con: Having to make small talk with people whose names I should know by now.
Pro: Free drink.
Con: Teaching a class before it all kicks off, don't want to bring my notes to a place of potential destruction.
Pro: Ale gratis.
Con: Somebody, over the course of the evening, will inevitably ask: "Are you STILL working here?"
11 comments:
Hmm, A tough one.
Sounds like a lot of arselickery, but then again, there's free stuff involved?
What would Salma Hayek do?
Not even the sage-like Salma can decide this one for me.
Hmmm, well you bring your course notes and answer no to that last con. It's only a half lie when you have another job also! Just don't do it too early - it could bring an end to the free drink...
You went, didn't you?
Of course he went!
The question is, is he still working there?
I went, I saw, I blushed, I failed, I disembarked.
Hey Radge....I'm back....I cracked the shits* a few months back because I saw that you'd deleted me from your blogroll, evil sod.
....and OF COURSE you went - and you'll share with us, won't you?
Kath - Hand on heart, I didn't realise I'd done that. My most sincere apologies.
He went alright.
He was firm but gentle and we spooned afterwards.
Terence, what happens in the hammock ought to stay in the hammock.
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