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So my annual employee party is coming up this weekend. The debate begins over hanging out with people I work with and free beer. While some of them are fun to see at work I have one person that I have actually gone and done something with outside of work. Yeah there is going to the bar on payday with a group but that is still kind of like an extension of work just with beer. With a large company parties like this are always strange especially when you are allowed to bring families. You don’t want to hang out the guys you usually share dirty jokes with in the smoking area because your wife is with you or maybe you have your kids with you. I don’t think 12 year old Suzie needs to hear the latest version of “The Aristocrats”.
Then there are the people you BS with through out the day. Fellow time wasters, sharing some conversation for a few minutes here and there. Asking about the weekend or catching up of the social melodrama that is the production floor. Critical facts and information are passed this way such as if the new Russia temp chick has fake who-ha’s or not. Or which poor soul has been dragged into the annoying redhead’s clutches and if anyone has told him she has Human Papillomavirus. These things need to be answered because otherwise it becomes dull. Ok, more dull than the usual week. Everyone finds some people like this at every job. Everyone has their own list, some overlap but they are all unique. Because you get one person that knows about cars so you b.s. with him about that. Another knows a lot about home repair. Then there is the younger guy who always comes back from the weekend with crazy stories. Personal fave was one guy bursting in on his buddy and the ugliest girl at he party, hopping on the bed and pouring beer on them.
What is weird is that you might have the 5 guys that hang out by the ashtray 4 days a week but when you are at the employee party there is this silent understanding that you don’t hang away from the ashtray. Work friends can be weird.
But back to the party. It is like going to a party that you know 80% of the people but you don’t really want to talk to any of them. When you are getting paid it is tolerable because a roof over your head can prevent a torrent of insults. Plus, since you have to see them on Monday you can’t really act like yourself and be honest with them about how fucking stupid their idea for the new project is. It is awkward having someone come up to you that you only put up with because you get paid and they want to talk your ear off. Again, what do you say? “hey dork, beat it” or “um, yeah, oh look I need to go over here for something…”
I am probably going on the rationalization that there is free food and beer. They usually a drawing for big prizes: trips, kayaks, etc. I think it is rigged but who cares. I think I am going to do the usual. Hang out near the bar with the wife and entertain her by telling her sordid details about everyone that walks by.
So my annual employee party is coming up this weekend. The debate begins over hanging out with people I work with and free beer. While some of them are fun to see at work I have one person that I have actually gone and done something with outside of work. Yeah there is going to the bar on payday with a group but that is still kind of like an extension of work just with beer. With a large company parties like this are always strange especially when you are allowed to bring families. You don’t want to hang out the guys you usually share dirty jokes with in the smoking area because your wife is with you or maybe you have your kids with you. I don’t think 12 year old Suzie needs to hear the latest version of “The Aristocrats”.
Then there are the people you BS with through out the day. Fellow time wasters, sharing some conversation for a few minutes here and there. Asking about the weekend or catching up of the social melodrama that is the production floor. Critical facts and information are passed this way such as if the new Russia temp chick has fake who-ha’s or not. Or which poor soul has been dragged into the annoying redhead’s clutches and if anyone has told him she has Human Papillomavirus. These things need to be answered because otherwise it becomes dull. Ok, more dull than the usual week. Everyone finds some people like this at every job. Everyone has their own list, some overlap but they are all unique. Because you get one person that knows about cars so you b.s. with him about that. Another knows a lot about home repair. Then there is the younger guy who always comes back from the weekend with crazy stories. Personal fave was one guy bursting in on his buddy and the ugliest girl at he party, hopping on the bed and pouring beer on them.
What is weird is that you might have the 5 guys that hang out by the ashtray 4 days a week but when you are at the employee party there is this silent understanding that you don’t hang away from the ashtray. Work friends can be weird.
But back to the party. It is like going to a party that you know 80% of the people but you don’t really want to talk to any of them. When you are getting paid it is tolerable because a roof over your head can prevent a torrent of insults. Plus, since you have to see them on Monday you can’t really act like yourself and be honest with them about how fucking stupid their idea for the new project is. It is awkward having someone come up to you that you only put up with because you get paid and they want to talk your ear off. Again, what do you say? “hey dork, beat it” or “um, yeah, oh look I need to go over here for something…”
I am probably going on the rationalization that there is free food and beer. They usually a drawing for big prizes: trips, kayaks, etc. I think it is rigged but who cares. I think I am going to do the usual. Hang out near the bar with the wife and entertain her by telling her sordid details about everyone that walks by.
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