If only someone had been filming me I could have watched a little film titled, "what did you do?" to figure out what happened at the Christmas party. Me, a guy who can drink beer like there is no tomorrow cannot handle wine. It had the strangest effect on me and after a few glasses, I was gone (some sort of allergic reaction). My mind checked out and it’s not really a place I want to go to again.



A wise person told me that everyone has a drunk work Christmas party they would like to forget, so it is better to get it over with while you are young and in co-op than when you are a manager. I guess my adventure was better than hers, she ended up walking out of the bathroom with a trail of toilet paper coming out of here skirt.