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So last weekend I got my first kiss.
Or, that is to say, my first wet, sloppy, drunken kiss on the cheek, but hey, first kind of kiss!
Apparently I have a colleague who becomes very affectionate when completely hammered. She just leaned down on me and stayed there so I could sit vertically with her on top. And then she planted a wet MWAH on my face, so my mind went all "*record scratch* You're all probably wondering how I got into this situation..."
So lemme elaborate. It was at my work place's annual Christmas party and we first went Go-Karting where I witnessed just how much of a BOY my boss is, holy shit he drove like a complete madman, so did the colleague who later got all hammered. Of course they were on the same team and won the whole thing. I was teamed up with our pharmacist and 70-year-old driver. We placed 2nd. I refuse to accept the sentiment that we drove like madmen too, we were extremely talented, 'tis all. Admittedly, once I got the hang of it, brakes be damned! I almost got thrown off my kart at one point because we got really into it.
We're talking about playing floor hockey this Spring. Can't wait for some more teambuilding and bonding through uncontrolled violence.
After Go-karting for over an hour, we went to the main pharmacy to have our party. It was so much fun. Underneath our plates were small notes with secret tasks we all had to do and not tell anyone what they're about so everyone could guess what we had to do. That just made everyone suspicious of eachother XD Someone got the task of stealing everybody's napkins and when we noticed how they disappeared, I decided to hide mine on my chest underneath my jacket, unknowing that our boss, who was seated infront of me, had the task of making animal noises whenever I used my napkin. He later complained what defined "using a napkin" when all I did was hide it on my chest and was upset that I didn't even notice him making animal noises anyway. He got mad when I said I didn't notice anything different from usual with him XD
Our apprentice acted all weird and asked fucking weird questions, first asking me something completely out of left field, prompting me to ask what the heck her task was. She insisted it had nothing to do with that. Then she asked our boss the same question she asked me, prompting him to ask her the very same I did XD Later, when she left the table, we decided to check her note to see what the flippin' fuck her task was and turns out it was nothing more than "filling up the glass for the person seated to the right" of her whenever they left the table. We concluded that she had no excuses, our apprentice is simply socially awkward.
When she returned, we roasted her. Bad XD In a good way, we're nice people here.
The pharmacist got the same task as the apprentice - filling up the glass for the person seated to the right whenever they leave the table - but the person seated next to him didn't empty their glass as often as they left the table so at one point when she had left the table he collected all the unused glasses on the whole table, gathered them by her spot and filled them all up. She was all "the fuck?" when she returned XD
The pharmacist is a muslim, btw, and he ordered takeout because the food we otherwise had was mostly based on pig's meat. So he got this fancy pasta and salmon dish. We all envied his food because our's was tapas from the local butcher. I don't know how exactly the topic went there but we talked about whether the pasta was religiously cooked right and then I lowly wondered whether the salmon was halal-butchered or not which our boss heard and decided to loudly ask if the salmon really was which the pharmacist - and everyone else - laughed out loud about.
When the rest of us went in line to get to our tapas, I was among the last, the later-to-be-hammered colleague complained how none of us knew how to queue. I commented she could walk outside the pharmacy and take a number and stand in line if she wants to make a fuss. I didn't see it coming how that was apparently hilarious. Only later when I realised that, oh yeah, we were eating right in the middle of the shop of the pharmacy, the lightboards on the walls showing the queue numberes was on and which counter to go to. And the tapas was on one of the counters. That became a running joke the rest of the evening.
Needless to say, it was a wonderful day and night. It was the first time I tried to attend a christmas party that was so wild and yet to pleasant. Except for the drunken part, I'm not used to people being so affectionate with me and being among drunk people isn't something I'm experienced with either. But hey, the colleague had a good night at least. Until she threw up, but that's just a minor detail. Our 70-year-old driver got completely hammered too, but he just ended up dancing a lot. He still maintained an understandable vocabulary. At one point he came to me and said "Kari, I'm so fucking drunk right now".
"But are you having a good time?" I asked.
"The best night of my life" he replied and then he went back to dancing.
Another colleague draped herself over my back and later let me carry her with her arm over my shoulders and she went on and on about how I'm "a person with great humor" and generally just complimented me, leaving me standing there awkwardly, her face unreasonably close to mine - I was still recovering from that wet sloppy kiss to my cheek earlier - and tried to even out the compliments by complimenting her back. She lit up, being all "Really? You think so? Aw, thank you" and leaned into me so I almost lost my balance only to repeat the whole damn thing again, same compliments, same wording and I just played along. It did seem like she had some worries that snuck out through her drunken haze, some of which seemed like uneasiness about whether I liked her or not and uncertainty whether we shared the same humor. Her humor tends to be very crude and I can't for the life of me understand why she'd think I don't have that kind of humor too. Hell, we had squeaky toys at the pharmacy at one point and during a quiet moment I grabbed one and commented "Imagine this is what your bed sounds like?" and squeaked it like mad. They fuckin' knew what I meant.
Eventually she was satisfied with our back-and-forths of compliments and then she turned to my front and hugged me tight and didn't let go. But still insisted we'd walk a little. Imagine how that must've looked.
The party gradually broke off during the night. I left by 1 AM but the last people apparently left by 2:15 AM. It was such a great party, I swear. So glad to have such great colleagues, even if some don't know moderation XD Already can't wait for next year's :D
Or, that is to say, my first wet, sloppy, drunken kiss on the cheek, but hey, first kind of kiss!
Apparently I have a colleague who becomes very affectionate when completely hammered. She just leaned down on me and stayed there so I could sit vertically with her on top. And then she planted a wet MWAH on my face, so my mind went all "*record scratch* You're all probably wondering how I got into this situation..."
So lemme elaborate. It was at my work place's annual Christmas party and we first went Go-Karting where I witnessed just how much of a BOY my boss is, holy shit he drove like a complete madman, so did the colleague who later got all hammered. Of course they were on the same team and won the whole thing. I was teamed up with our pharmacist and 70-year-old driver. We placed 2nd. I refuse to accept the sentiment that we drove like madmen too, we were extremely talented, 'tis all. Admittedly, once I got the hang of it, brakes be damned! I almost got thrown off my kart at one point because we got really into it.
We're talking about playing floor hockey this Spring. Can't wait for some more teambuilding and bonding through uncontrolled violence.
After Go-karting for over an hour, we went to the main pharmacy to have our party. It was so much fun. Underneath our plates were small notes with secret tasks we all had to do and not tell anyone what they're about so everyone could guess what we had to do. That just made everyone suspicious of eachother XD Someone got the task of stealing everybody's napkins and when we noticed how they disappeared, I decided to hide mine on my chest underneath my jacket, unknowing that our boss, who was seated infront of me, had the task of making animal noises whenever I used my napkin. He later complained what defined "using a napkin" when all I did was hide it on my chest and was upset that I didn't even notice him making animal noises anyway. He got mad when I said I didn't notice anything different from usual with him XD
Our apprentice acted all weird and asked fucking weird questions, first asking me something completely out of left field, prompting me to ask what the heck her task was. She insisted it had nothing to do with that. Then she asked our boss the same question she asked me, prompting him to ask her the very same I did XD Later, when she left the table, we decided to check her note to see what the flippin' fuck her task was and turns out it was nothing more than "filling up the glass for the person seated to the right" of her whenever they left the table. We concluded that she had no excuses, our apprentice is simply socially awkward.
When she returned, we roasted her. Bad XD In a good way, we're nice people here.
The pharmacist got the same task as the apprentice - filling up the glass for the person seated to the right whenever they leave the table - but the person seated next to him didn't empty their glass as often as they left the table so at one point when she had left the table he collected all the unused glasses on the whole table, gathered them by her spot and filled them all up. She was all "the fuck?" when she returned XD
The pharmacist is a muslim, btw, and he ordered takeout because the food we otherwise had was mostly based on pig's meat. So he got this fancy pasta and salmon dish. We all envied his food because our's was tapas from the local butcher. I don't know how exactly the topic went there but we talked about whether the pasta was religiously cooked right and then I lowly wondered whether the salmon was halal-butchered or not which our boss heard and decided to loudly ask if the salmon really was which the pharmacist - and everyone else - laughed out loud about.
When the rest of us went in line to get to our tapas, I was among the last, the later-to-be-hammered colleague complained how none of us knew how to queue. I commented she could walk outside the pharmacy and take a number and stand in line if she wants to make a fuss. I didn't see it coming how that was apparently hilarious. Only later when I realised that, oh yeah, we were eating right in the middle of the shop of the pharmacy, the lightboards on the walls showing the queue numberes was on and which counter to go to. And the tapas was on one of the counters. That became a running joke the rest of the evening.
Needless to say, it was a wonderful day and night. It was the first time I tried to attend a christmas party that was so wild and yet to pleasant. Except for the drunken part, I'm not used to people being so affectionate with me and being among drunk people isn't something I'm experienced with either. But hey, the colleague had a good night at least. Until she threw up, but that's just a minor detail. Our 70-year-old driver got completely hammered too, but he just ended up dancing a lot. He still maintained an understandable vocabulary. At one point he came to me and said "Kari, I'm so fucking drunk right now".
"But are you having a good time?" I asked.
"The best night of my life" he replied and then he went back to dancing.
Another colleague draped herself over my back and later let me carry her with her arm over my shoulders and she went on and on about how I'm "a person with great humor" and generally just complimented me, leaving me standing there awkwardly, her face unreasonably close to mine - I was still recovering from that wet sloppy kiss to my cheek earlier - and tried to even out the compliments by complimenting her back. She lit up, being all "Really? You think so? Aw, thank you" and leaned into me so I almost lost my balance only to repeat the whole damn thing again, same compliments, same wording and I just played along. It did seem like she had some worries that snuck out through her drunken haze, some of which seemed like uneasiness about whether I liked her or not and uncertainty whether we shared the same humor. Her humor tends to be very crude and I can't for the life of me understand why she'd think I don't have that kind of humor too. Hell, we had squeaky toys at the pharmacy at one point and during a quiet moment I grabbed one and commented "Imagine this is what your bed sounds like?" and squeaked it like mad. They fuckin' knew what I meant.
Eventually she was satisfied with our back-and-forths of compliments and then she turned to my front and hugged me tight and didn't let go. But still insisted we'd walk a little. Imagine how that must've looked.
The party gradually broke off during the night. I left by 1 AM but the last people apparently left by 2:15 AM. It was such a great party, I swear. So glad to have such great colleagues, even if some don't know moderation XD Already can't wait for next year's :D