By Dennis Binkley
It's almost time for the Holiday season, and that means that it's almost time for our annual Christmas party at the office. It may have been something that I've looked forward to in the past, albeit with some trepidation. Now it's something that I'm bullied into because me and my hilarious tees are the main entertainment for the party. Aren't I the luckiest?
It all started in my third year with the company. I had a reputation for being a crazy guy when I drink because of one stupid night that I decided to cut loose and go out with the boys after work. After that night of insanity, they were practically begging me to come to the office Christmas party. They figured I could spice up the joint with some of my riotous good humor. I wish I had said "no."
I'm not an introvert by any means, but I'm a quiet guy normally. These co-workers had this idea of a crazed party machine in their head just because of one night and too many shots of tequila. I felt I had a lot to live up to, so I wore a Holiday t-shirt that said "Official Mistletoe Tester" on the front of it. Not a very big deal, right? Well, when you get a group of people together and mix in a ton of booze, it doesn't really matter if your Christmas shirt is silly or not. You end up kissing your hot, divorcee boss and making a fool of yourself in front of everyone.
I had a lot to live down that year, and when the dreaded Christmas party rolled around again...I was ready to be a good boy. I wanted to have a couple of drinks, wear a sweater with some snowmen on it, and act like a demure gentleman. What happened instead was that I drank more than two drinks, I took off my shirt completely, and pushed my man-chest together for people to do body-shots off of me. This is the legacy I heave created for my professional life.
I am the undisputed champ when it comes to our office's annual Christmas party. I would like to blame alcohol and some stupid Christmas shirt that's way too vulgar, but I can't. The only person I can blame its myself. I have another Christmas party coming in just a short while. I have already bought this year's raunchy Christmas shirt and I have a bottle of high-end tequila in my freezer with a bow around it. Sometimes you have to give the public what it wants, right?
It all started in my third year with the company. I had a reputation for being a crazy guy when I drink because of one stupid night that I decided to cut loose and go out with the boys after work. After that night of insanity, they were practically begging me to come to the office Christmas party. They figured I could spice up the joint with some of my riotous good humor. I wish I had said "no."
I'm not an introvert by any means, but I'm a quiet guy normally. These co-workers had this idea of a crazed party machine in their head just because of one night and too many shots of tequila. I felt I had a lot to live up to, so I wore a Holiday t-shirt that said "Official Mistletoe Tester" on the front of it. Not a very big deal, right? Well, when you get a group of people together and mix in a ton of booze, it doesn't really matter if your Christmas shirt is silly or not. You end up kissing your hot, divorcee boss and making a fool of yourself in front of everyone.
I had a lot to live down that year, and when the dreaded Christmas party rolled around again...I was ready to be a good boy. I wanted to have a couple of drinks, wear a sweater with some snowmen on it, and act like a demure gentleman. What happened instead was that I drank more than two drinks, I took off my shirt completely, and pushed my man-chest together for people to do body-shots off of me. This is the legacy I heave created for my professional life.
I am the undisputed champ when it comes to our office's annual Christmas party. I would like to blame alcohol and some stupid Christmas shirt that's way too vulgar, but I can't. The only person I can blame its myself. I have another Christmas party coming in just a short while. I have already bought this year's raunchy Christmas shirt and I have a bottle of high-end tequila in my freezer with a bow around it. Sometimes you have to give the public what it wants, right?
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