Jun 04, 2009 12:36
We've all been there. Stuck at a bar, stranded with those who were quite recently strangers, trapped by their horrible / offensive / pointless attempts at humor. In most cases you can walked away, duck out, retreat since you're not being paid to be there. Maybe you were just waiting on numbness to catch up with you, or looking for some far off connection or whatever it is *you* do. But escape is always an option because hey again, it's not like this is your job, right?
Except when it is. Except when you are expected to be a babysitter, or drinking buddy, or shoulder to cry on. Then there's no place to go. You just screw on a polite face, or over laugh, or shake your head, or order another drink and pray that it will make things easier, or maybe that you'll pass out.
'How many men does it take to satisfy an Amish woman? Three Mennonite! Get it! Three Men a Nite!!'
'Do you know what a Jewish dilemma is? Free ham!'
'What do you say to a black guy in uniform? I'll have a Big Mac and a Coke!'
Of course even booze has limited powers. Some jokes...they die on their own.
And after it's all over, after all the numbers have been tallied and it comes out that the company overachieved every goal by at least 60 percent...well, it looks like you'll have the chance to go through this again next year.
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