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Tuesday, December 4, 2007

The Dramedy That Is the Office Holiday Party

I have had the dubious honor of helping to plan and organize our office's Holiday Party. We are on high-drama alert this week. The party is on Saturday night.
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Our office--a very very upscale boutique interior design firm in San Francisco--try to use your imagination that the levels of this drama can get to. Hands down, the men here definitely outdrama the women. Even the women with PMS.
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Our office is such a great candidate for a reality television program. You would love us. We would get fabulous ratings. And we would look extremely stylish while doing it.
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I've never had a drink during the day, but I am considering it. I just took some Excedrin. Can you drink and take Excedrin at the same time?
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I cannot wait until this is o-v-e-r.

14 comments:

La Nuit Blanche December 4, 2007 at 12:37 PM  

this sounds like a romance with decadence. and frenetic activity. promise to drink a champagne for me. i need some bubblies too, if only to warm up. it is freaking freezing here in new york...

msHedgehog December 4, 2007 at 1:16 PM  

Sounds ghastly. Good luck!

studio wellspring December 4, 2007 at 1:29 PM  

i for one am very excited about it, even if my date is in flux. and i knwo it will come off fabulously because you're the diva of everything delightful.
i'm heading out for some errands and am happy to get you some bubbly while i'm out!

Elizabeth December 4, 2007 at 1:33 PM  

This sounds like great fodder for fun entries into the blog. My daughter works for Barney's New York. She ought to write about it, as it is fantastically rich environment for comedy and soap opera, but better if you don't have to work there. Good luck! In this circumstance I think the bubbly is a good idea.

tangobaby December 4, 2007 at 1:56 PM  

If we had an Office Patron Saint, it would have to be Oscar Wilde (who purportedly uttered on his deathbed in L'Hotel in Paris, "Either the wallpaper goes, or I do."). He did.

Normally I am a very amused observer of the drama and do not participate myself. But my headache has probably come from extensively rolling my eyes, which has caused me to pull a muscle somewhere in my head.

All I can say is that my harpist better be on time and my magician better be f**king amazing or heads will roll! (Said in a hissy fit way with hands on hips.)

Elizabeth, your daughter and I should definitely compare notes someday. Before I entered the dramatic world of high-stakes interior design, I came from the dramatic world of high-stakes, high-end retail cosmetics (Saks and Neimans). I just traded in the makeup divas for the interior design divas. But the retail portion adds some extra zing. I feel for your daughter and hopes she survives the holidays (and with her sense of humor intact).

PS. Ms. Wellspring, I think I need something that enters the bloodstream extremely quickly. Champagne might not be enough. We can take it out of petty cash.

Anonymous December 4, 2007 at 4:49 PM  

"Harpist."

That's some kind of tango blogger, right?

:)

So much nicer to support and enjoy the fruit-of-the-earth labors of a nice small north Cal winery than some Berlin-based trillion-dollar drug conglomerate.

IMHO

tangobaby December 4, 2007 at 5:10 PM  

Now, now funny Anonymous:

I think you mean Harpy, not Harpist. But I don't know who, in particular, you might be referring to. (And can boys be harpies, too?)

Anyway, my Harpy(ist) was trained at Juilliard so her claws should be exceptional.

As far as supporting the efforts of small No. Cal. wineries, I will have to plead ignorance. I am not in charge of the libations, thank god.

Anonymous December 4, 2007 at 5:26 PM  

I wasn't referring to the party libations, but rather to the treatment of your headache.

:)

tangobaby December 4, 2007 at 5:30 PM  

Oh. That reply was getting little surreal. Must have been the harpies.

;-)

My headache is gone now, thank you. Someone gave me a Twinkie. It was gross. I haven't had a Twinkie in years and now I know why.

dutchbaby December 4, 2007 at 5:57 PM  

I know you don't watch TV, but the description of your office conjures up images of the "Ugly Betty" set, except that you are beautiful of course.

Johanna December 4, 2007 at 6:42 PM  

Oh, oh, oh... If only you could exercise some detachment and enjoy the soap opera drama! However, if that is not possible, then chocolate. Apply directly to the tongue and allow to melt.

tangobaby December 5, 2007 at 8:58 AM  

Aww, thank you, dutchbaby. You make me blush. ;-)

studio wellspring December 5, 2007 at 9:02 AM  

great idea johanna! tangobaby, wanna do a fogcity specialty chocolate run today?

tangobaby December 5, 2007 at 1:01 PM  

um...YES! Beloved Vosges Goji Berry with Himalyan Sea Salt, here I come!

Meet you at the elevator.

xo