Christmas Parties
I am all over the threads today, i do apologise.... but....
its that time of the year... for those of you who are office workers... (not me hahah) ... where you all get to be mortally embarrassed at something you do, or someone you know does.
When i was 17 the art department went out for a meal to a pizza restaurant where everyone got thoroughly trolleyed.. at the end of the night, i was offered a lift by the fantastically gorgeous head graphic designer... the finance director (fat fifty and oilier than a barrel full of rotten olives) (who had forced himself on our party in the first place) came out of the restaurant with us and proceeded to pin me to the car for a spongy wet frenetic snog which seemed to go on for ages (i was too young and scared to get out of it).. the look of disgust on G designers face made me weep for months afterwards...
Said finance director is now a local councillor, and the taste of garlic bread still takes me back there..
Yuck.. any regrets anyone?
(peter finance, do not post anything below)