The purpose of a company holiday party -- or at least I've always thought -- is to reward your employees for the prior year, to give them a chance to get out of the office and to mingle socially -- in a different setting.
The keywords being: IN A DIFFERENT SETTING.
Apparently that's not the case here at Stalag 40, which (from what I always heard) had great parties in great bars and everyone got crazy and really let down their hair.
Seems that this year the bosses have decided to cheap out. The party is next Saturday night, HERE AT THE OFFICE.
Wait a cotton-fuckall-picking minute.
So basically, we come into the sweatshop for five straight days, then we're expected to -- GET THIS -- come into the office ON A WEEKEND, for a SIXTH STRAIGHT DAY?
Are you fucking kidding me?
1 comment:
Office parties are fine with me. They generate more lawsuits than an ice storm on the New Jersey Turnpike.
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