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At a place I used to work, the first year I was there the Christmas party lasted about 20-30 minutes and consisted of supermarket cheese and crackers ... I think there may have been some cheap wine, but most likely not.
They got longer and more elaborate later but I still remember that first one.
So, they are promoting all the "junior analysts" to analysts in my department, they'll all be salaried starting 1/1. And that's great, but I kinda feel like those of us who have been analysts for let's say 5 years should also get something, title-wise? Well, maybe we will eventually, but I'm not holding my breath.
At a place I used to work, the first year I was there the Christmas party lasted about 20-30 minutes and consisted of supermarket cheese and crackers ...
That's my kind of party!
Honestly, a work party that only lasts 30 minutes is kind of my ideal.
That said, the first year the BBC started taking budget cuts seriously (because of some bad PR the mothership had been getting in the UK over some of the talk show host salaries), our holiday party went from two floors of a swanky downtown club, full buffet dinner and open bar to everyone getting a single glass of champagne in the reception area (and maybe there was also a plate of cookies?), and it was a total morale-killer.
That's a comedown ... when you start with cheapie cheese almost anything's going to be a step up.
The year we saved money by having the company party in our showroom with our sister vineyard's wine and local catering has been mentioned as the kind of cost-cutting our current managing director doesn't want to do, but I actually enjoyed that party maybe the most?
I wish I had some cheese right now.
Yeah, a few years back, we went from "Gatsby" themed swanky dress-up (SIDE RANT: HOLY SHIT PEOPLE STOP WITH THE GATSBY PARTIES IT'S A TERRIBLE THING TO ASPIRE TO) to losing a ton of money and having big layoffs and "we weren't going to have a holiday party because of the budget cuts but I guess you can have a potluck this Friday in the break room", which was a little more authentically Gatsby-esque than they maybe realized.
Spouse's holiday party is always exactly the same terrible Chinese takeout and a gift exchange at lunch time on a weekday. And it's actually fun and I quite like his workmates and their spouses, but it lasts for FOUR FUCKING HOURS and y'all, I am not taking a half a vacation day while people I don't work with have office nerf gun battles. So I leave after the food and gifts.
M's party is always just a brunch at a Palo Alto hotel, but the gifts are bananas. It's a Jenga gift tree, so if you topple it, your name goes to the end. And then you can sing holiday songs to get whatever surplus there is. We got a Vitamix, a Coravin, and an iPad this year. (I put my karaoke skills to work, yes I did.)
Wow, that sounds fun!