Well, the Christmas season is here and along with it comes the office Christmas parties. Our party is tomorrow night at Mosaic Stadium and it sounds like everyone is looking forward to it. I don’t attend out Christmas party. I can’t even recall the last one I went to. It’s not that I’m anti-social or don’t like the people I work with, it’s just that I’ve never been in to work Christmas parties. I can’t remember having a boss that ever had a problem with it. My boss in Calgary told me, “I don’t care whether you go to the party or not. All I care about is that you do the job I pay you to do.” I couldn’t have said it better myself.
I’m not a total scrooge. I do get involved with the gift giving by drawing a name and buying a present for that person, which I send along to the party with one of my co-workers. I also pay into the staff fund on a monthly basis. I would never be so cheap as to ask my employer to stop deducting the staff fund from my cheque because I don’t go.
I must admit, I always look forward to hearing about the party the following Monday morning. I want to know all the juicy details. Who got drunk and told the boss off, who wiped out on the dance floor, who decided to throw up that delicious supper all over a person they worked with.
Unfortunately for me, our group is a pretty well behaved one. I never hear any bad gossip, and good gossip is, well, quite boring.
So, before you make your way to your Christmas party, remember the old saying. “What happens at the Christmas party, doesn’t stay at the Christmas party.” How true.