Office White elephant
If it doesn't have to be new, I always try to find something in my house already.
I just learned that there are "games" of some sort at our office party. I have not been the other 2 years I have been working here. I am not amused at this prospect.
We're having a potluck and gift swap this year. Last year, we went out. My minion, who wasn't even here last year, is all, "Are we in financial trouble??" and, "I can't believe this party is going to cost me money!" Also, you're supposed to bring something that represents your culture, so she said she's going to bring white bread, which was funny.
Also, you're supposed to bring something that represents your culture, so she said she's going to bring white bread, which was funny.
Tell her to take muffins, whitey!
The white bread thing is funny! We are having, as usual a secret part wherein we can't know where we are going until a week before we go-- which is sort of dumb, because what is the real difference between knowing a week in advance and knowing enough in advance to make plans. Last year we went to NYC. I think we are sticking around here this year, though, because the party is from 7 pm to whenever.
I feel like a grinch because I can't go-- I have costume fittings on the same day, and with no car I can't go late. And I am certainly not renting a car when I don't know where I'll be going!
We're having a potluck and gift swap this year. Last year, we went out. My minion, who wasn't even here last year, is all, "Are we in financial trouble??" and, "I can't believe this party is going to cost me money!"
My old office goes out for lunch, then has a dessert potluck and "yankee" gift swap. It takes the whole afternoon. Which reminds me, I've been invited this year. So do I fess up to my new boss that I need to take the afternoon to go to a party, or do I just "schedule a meeting" with my old boss?
Oh god, have to come up with a plausible way to miss the party again this year.
We were just talking about the white elephant thing last night. Funny.
Not funny: apparently some guy with a bomb strapped to his chest is holding hostages at Hillary Clinton's NH campaign office.
We are having, as usual a secret part wherein we can't know where we are going until a week before we go-- which is sort of dumb, because what is the real difference between knowing a week in advance and knowing enough in advance to make plans.
Sophia, are you sure you're not secretly on "The Office"?
Tell her to take muffins, whitey!
Ha! Another whitey coworker is bringing cupcakes. I have to decide if I'm going to do it for real and bring the tourtiere (pork pie), even though we don't have an oven, or come up with something else.
This is disturbing - a man is charged with killing a college student by tying a rope around his neck and dragging him behind a pickup truck for 13 miles.
The most bizarre thing - the man is claiming self-defense.
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