By Kristine Coblitz
It’s that time of year again. The tree is up with presents underneath, the twinkling lights are strung outside the house, and the roadways are packed with shoppers looking for the best deal on the latest video game system. It’s the season of cookies and wrapping paper and cards from family and friends. It’s also the season of spending time with your co-workers, and by that I mean the Office Christmas Party.
When I worked outside the home, I attended my share of office holiday parties. They ranged from potluck lunches to elaborate dinners. When I began working at my last corporate job eight years ago, our Christmas party was a dinner at an upscale downtown restaurant. We were allowed to bring our spouses. The following year, the event was scaled down to lunch (employees only). We were informed that spouses were no longer invited because of an “incident” that occurred the year before at one of the satellite offices. To this day, I never found out what happened, but it always made me wonder.
Last year, I attended a Christmas dinner dance given by the accounting firm where my husband used to work. This was an elaborate affair if I ever saw one. Women wore gowns. Champagne was poured by the bottle. The whole event cost more than a wedding, and once things got rolling, I saw otherwise quiet and reserved accountants shaking it on the dance floor and upper management loosening their ties and getting their groove on.
Now that I work at home and my husband has a different job, I no longer attend office Christmas parties. Sometimes I miss getting dressed up to attend the fancy affairs, but for the most part, I’m grateful. My office party now consists of putting a Santa’s hat on the dog and pouring a glass of eggnog while I sit at my computer. At least I won’t do anything I’ll later regret come Monday morning.
Does anyone have any good office party stories to share? It’s time to dish the dirt. Which ones were most memorable for you?