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Ours are very very boring
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However, a mate was telling us after football that at his Xmas do the night before, he had his knob out in front of his "boss" and a photo was taken.
The lesbians in the "office" were pole dancing and showing colleagues their clit rings.
All a bit far fetched, until... boss=Chief Inspector. Office=Station.
Then you just [i]know[/i] it's all true 😯
Used to work for a German company in Shropshire, they foolishly had a brainwave to curb drinking at the works do by just having a 1 hour free bar before the food!!! Cue loads of completely bladdered blokes with several pints lined up before their turkey dinner. It was one of the few times we saw the German board of directors in the flesh so one guy off the shop floor decided it would be hilarious to grab the mic that the General Manager was due to use to make a speech and do a Basil Fawlty don't mention the war act/ Nuremburg rally speech on the stage while we were eating. The Germans thought it was hilarious but the English management didn't see the funny side and the guy was subsequently sacked, the evening was rounded off by the Sales Manager's wife pouring a pint over the MD's head which didn't do his career much good either. Christmas parties were banned threafter.
Can't believe I nearly missed that. Time and location please
Dore pubs in the late afternoon
can't help but remember when I was working in a geotechnical consultancy in London. We used to go the pub every friday nights and some week nights too. Every time it ended back at the boss house or in a club. these nights were fuelled by alcohol and Class A usually.
one friday night back at the bosses' place, we ended up all striping stark naked and taking it in turn to run down his street carrying an umbrella.
Monday morning in the office we all carried on as usual.
ONe other night four of us (2 girls and 2 guys) ended up in an upmarket club in Coven garden. We ended piled up on a sofa, snogging each other in turns. got thrown out.
Ah, happy memories. I now live in France where the christmas party is a very posh meal with wine but saddly everyone is fairly well behaved.
Mrs Mugsy
I shagged my boss who was head of the department at a christmas do a few years back. She was nice and a real looker but terrible at the job. After the events she didn't show up for two weeks then left so it was a win win situation.
he remembers having a poo in a video cassette box and puting it back on the shelf,
Wait... she still has a video player?