I love other people's office parties.
But I do sometimes wonder why I get invited to so many of them.
Sometimes I think people invite me to them for the same reason I lit my hair on fire as a kid.
Curiosity and a mistaken sense of invincibility.
"I wonder what will happen if ......"
There's a good example here, and also here where for a good half hour I kept making the person that gave a Hummer flashlight at David's office party gift exchange explain to me how I had to "shake it to turn it on."
See, if you want me to say something I probably shouldn't, the best recipe is an conversation with plenty of pauses, or a conversation with forced chitchat. It's like bubble wrap. I must pop it!
Therefore, office parties are the perfect storm of me running my mouth.
And I can only assume I get invited to them because secretly, deep down, people really like it. I can say what everyone is thinking and my job isn't at stake.
And face it, chaos is fun.
But I do sometimes wonder why I get invited to so many of them.
Sometimes I think people invite me to them for the same reason I lit my hair on fire as a kid.
Curiosity and a mistaken sense of invincibility.
"I wonder what will happen if ......"
There's a good example here, and also here where for a good half hour I kept making the person that gave a Hummer flashlight at David's office party gift exchange explain to me how I had to "shake it to turn it on."
See, if you want me to say something I probably shouldn't, the best recipe is an conversation with plenty of pauses, or a conversation with forced chitchat. It's like bubble wrap. I must pop it!
Therefore, office parties are the perfect storm of me running my mouth.
And I can only assume I get invited to them because secretly, deep down, people really like it. I can say what everyone is thinking and my job isn't at stake.
And face it, chaos is fun.
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