AWESOME in Christmas Party Form.

So, having just arrived back from a staff christmas party for the restaurant that I work at I realized all of a sudden, and to my utter horror, that I still had not posted my Blog for the day. Egads!! And then I log on to the sight of an epicly hilarious post about the breakfast bagel that will probably be twice the size of this when I am finished. This blog has the potential to be great. If only I had a topic of delight and joy. Oh wait... i was just at a party.

So first let me explain the normal staff party. Everyone gets together for a christmas event, a few people drink to much, a few reputations are made that are soon forgotten but in general a lot of fun is had. Now let me explain this particular jobs traditional christmas party or even just general party. We are not there for fun. Noooo we are there to have a WILD TIME!!! Most places we hold our parties don't survive. First there was the one I only heard about. Needless to say we had a blast the golf course did not. We are not aloud to go back there anymore. Then there was the party on the houseboat. Yeah, broken glass tables on dancefloors don't go over so well. Not aloud back. Then there was the one held in the a rented villa. A bunch of furniture got shreeded and some ended up being burnt to a crisp. Can you guess? No more there. The one at the casino had a person crash headlong down a huge flight of stairs. Can't have one there anymore. Do you see a pattern?

Now despite the mishaps, the gongshows and the ruined reputations that always follow a staff party everyone agrees that you should never miss one, EVER! If there was a 'best party of the year' list for the entirety of our city they would make first hands down every year. The camradery is great, the food excellent (and being a restaurant that is important, oh and having someone serve you for a change is awesome) and the booze cheap. However, we run into a slight probalem. Where can we go that will be able to survive the storm of a party that is bound to happen. Hell, is it even possible to survive our swirling chaotic vortex that we call fun without the host breaking down and blubbering about how he is ready to commit suicide.

Well I think we actually might be allowed back into the place we had the party at this year. And if you don't understand this is a big deal. We had a successful party with no expensive destruction. It required a room made of concrete and stone flooring with nothing breakable but the galss for the drinks. It required a DJ with the charisma and sheer willpower to hold our attention for longer than two seconds and play music that wasn't crappy. And it required a host that was willing to let the party go. The result. I think we might have had the best staff party I have ever been at. Was there organized awesome? Hells yeah! Was there hot chicks! Hells yeah! Was there booze! Hells yeah! Was there dancefloor antics good enough to blow your mind? Hells Yeah! Did I have fun? Hells Yeah! Did I mention there was booze? Hells Yeah! Need I say more...

Needless to say I feel really sorry for the prof marking my exam I write tommorow. Yeeeaahhhh...good luck interpeting the jargon on that one. It was totally worth it. Already planning for next year.

-Nathan-