TLC Life Lesson - Nothing can ruin a career faster than an office party
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
A hoy from Atlanta!!!
I am away on business in Atlanta - it is my 4th time here in the past 5 months. I am not a big fan of Atlanta but I always volunteer to head to no man’s land just to get away from NYC.
I went out last night to this local hangout where all the sales reps go after work for HH. I walked in and it was a complete carbon copy of the Canal Room (NYC lounge type bar type music venue). Everything was the same, from the colors of the sofas to the exterior décor. BUT big difference is that the people who were there were a bunch of Bush lovers/ I hate gay people/give me my Budweiser (not even a fucking Guinness – a bunch of pussies). I go up the bar and order me some good ole’ rum and coke. I sat down at the bar and drinks kept flowing, the tab got bigger, I got happier, I didn’t care who was a Bush Lover or who drunk some Bud. It was a blissful moment.
This brings me to TLC's life Lesson – Nothing can ruin a career faster than an office party.
No no no…I didn’t get drunk to the point where I couldn’t walk, talk or piss by myself. My co-worker did. I think you might have enjoyed it better if it was I who was incapable of keeping my head straight. I’ve never seen someone get fired so quickly. Apparently our outing and his behavior got back to the big guy and he was told that his next flight was at 9am. OUCH! I actually don’t know what he did or what he said to have caused his ass to be fired, but somehow he redeemed himself within 20 minutes. All I saw was some tears, some pleading, hand raising and lip movements - “you fucking idiot”
It worked. He was ready for the 9:30 meeting - dressed in his best suit, his hair combed a la superman and his eyes as red as a ripe tomato from NYC’s finest Farmers’ Market.
I reminded myself that there is in fact some major ass kissing to be done if anything happens to me. I need to learn how to bullshit my way out of trouble. It’s on my to do list. No worries. I know when and where to keep my mouth shut and when to stop the rum and cokes.
He still has to learn the art of being drunk in a corporate setting but the idiot mastered the art of bull-shitting and ass-kissing.
I am away on business in Atlanta - it is my 4th time here in the past 5 months. I am not a big fan of Atlanta but I always volunteer to head to no man’s land just to get away from NYC.
I went out last night to this local hangout where all the sales reps go after work for HH. I walked in and it was a complete carbon copy of the Canal Room (NYC lounge type bar type music venue). Everything was the same, from the colors of the sofas to the exterior décor. BUT big difference is that the people who were there were a bunch of Bush lovers/ I hate gay people/give me my Budweiser (not even a fucking Guinness – a bunch of pussies). I go up the bar and order me some good ole’ rum and coke. I sat down at the bar and drinks kept flowing, the tab got bigger, I got happier, I didn’t care who was a Bush Lover or who drunk some Bud. It was a blissful moment.
This brings me to TLC's life Lesson – Nothing can ruin a career faster than an office party.
No no no…I didn’t get drunk to the point where I couldn’t walk, talk or piss by myself. My co-worker did. I think you might have enjoyed it better if it was I who was incapable of keeping my head straight. I’ve never seen someone get fired so quickly. Apparently our outing and his behavior got back to the big guy and he was told that his next flight was at 9am. OUCH! I actually don’t know what he did or what he said to have caused his ass to be fired, but somehow he redeemed himself within 20 minutes. All I saw was some tears, some pleading, hand raising and lip movements - “you fucking idiot”
It worked. He was ready for the 9:30 meeting - dressed in his best suit, his hair combed a la superman and his eyes as red as a ripe tomato from NYC’s finest Farmers’ Market.
I reminded myself that there is in fact some major ass kissing to be done if anything happens to me. I need to learn how to bullshit my way out of trouble. It’s on my to do list. No worries. I know when and where to keep my mouth shut and when to stop the rum and cokes.
He still has to learn the art of being drunk in a corporate setting but the idiot mastered the art of bull-shitting and ass-kissing.
I've mastered beer terminology (sp?)
Yes. you see what beer does to you?? it confuses you.