If there is one thing I have learnt about this year, it is Office Christmas Parties are wild. I’m not just on about standing around with your colleagues, discussing their plans for the festive days off, munching on mince pies while Wizzard is blasting on the stereo. I’m on about witnessing the Directors of the Company looking horrified as the drunken girls on customer services give them a lap dance. I’m talking about the IT Department taking to the dance floor with their ties wrapped around their heads, looking like Rambo raving to some Clubland tune. W i l d.
I was fortunate enough to get some holidays booked in this week. Mainly for three reasons:
- To recover from the free alcohol from the party
- To finish off Christmas shopping
- To avoid people in the office until mid-week where I knew talk of the party antics would be kept to an absolute minimum
It was literally so fun though. I was pretty much imagining it to be like the Christmas party on Love Actually – huddles of people gathered around a very scarce dancefloor. But it was far from that.
I have to give it to my Company as they had hired out a very expensive, five star hotel in the City Centre. If you’ve ever been to the Corinthia at London, it was pretty identical to that inside. We arrived a little late thanks to the ‘Mad Friday’ traffic and a very chatty taxi driver but were greeted by doormen who escorted us into the main hall.
The first half of the evening was a very formal dinner. I’d say it resembled more of a wedding reception than a Christmas party. I just spent the entire time laughing with my colleagues on my table while discreetly filling my wine glass up with the complimentary bottles on the table as many times as I could. In the end, my line manager just passed me an entire bottle of Sauvignon Blanc so I was buzzing.
Then the second half began after a speech from the Managing Director. My friends and I rushed off to the bar before the rest of the business got there. We then got pulled over by the photographer for a quick photoshoot by the gorgeous Christmas tree in the hotel’s lobby (I’ll post the photo when I get it because it is so good!). Then it was party time!
Office parties are such an eye opener. You see the quiet colleagues who only talk to you when it is absolutely quintessential for their job slut dropping to Flo Rida and T-Pain’s Low. You see the woman who has worked for the business for longer than you’ve been alive doing Tequila Slammers with this month’s latest recruits. You see the MD grinding the air along to Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up. At first I was a bit dubious as to going but I am so fricking relieved I did. It was such a good night!