I agree that the holidays are tiring. But, Zach takes it to a whole 'nother level. Here's his account of his company holiday party #2.
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We had yet another work holiday party last night, so I was not able to devote time to TV. And since I just read the second Bridget Jones book, I will now channel my inner Bridget:
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Alcohol units: 8? (v. v. bad), Calories: 4,275 (due to said alcohol units and required Sour Cream and Onion chips and Twinkies)
4:30pm - Another ABC Family holiday party, this one with Secret Santa gifts. Had 3 glasses red wine, then had to switch to white when red was empty. Nibbled on mini-potato skins with bacon.
4:55pm - Is it warm in here or is it just all the wine?
5:30pm - Gift exchange. Got $20 Starbucks gift certificate. Obviously Secret Santa doesn't know have stopped coffee and switched to green tea because Oprah told me to. Do not need extra calories from Gingerbread Lattes.
6:15pm - Bus (yes a bus... hope Whitney Houston will not back her car into us) picks up all of us and drives to bar in Meatpacking (hee hee) District. Forced to drink CAN of Budweiser beer on bus. World a little bit rocked. When grow up in gay bars, do not drink beer, especially not in cans. Cocktails in pretty glasses only.
6:45pm - Sales guys can drink. Thank god am able to order Ketel and tonic.
7:10pm - Vodka shots... why?
8:00pm - Night becomes fuzzy......
8:45pm - Stumble to subway, I think...
9:45pm - Stumble into deli by house for said chips and Twinkies.
9:48pm - Stumble up seeming 90 flights of stairs to apartment... turn on Apprentice.
Time unknown - "You're fired." "You're hired."
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Friday, December 17, 2004
8:45am - Thank god for Starbucks gift certificate. Gingerbread Latte saving life.
posted by Brian at 9:55 AM
