Works Xmas parties - any shenanigans?
Discussion
Shnozz said:
Teddy Lop said:
I work for myself, can I just go out and get smashed/slap up meal and claim it as tax deductible?
Yep. Up to £150 per employee.https://www.gov.uk/expenses-benefits-social-functi...
S11Steve said:
Mine was last weekend - the usual really - take over a country hotel, rooms for everyone, 3 course meal, free bar til midnight, a cheesy DJ and a decent breakfast the morning after..
Although a lot of s
t-facery occurred, we have an event like this every 4 months or so, and colleagues don't tend to go as mental as if it was a once a year event. There's been a few minor incidents in the past, but the last few years have been messy but fun and not shameful.
My other half had her works christmas party in London on Saturday night - one of the sales guys (married, but flaky) appears to have made a number of passes at an office manager (also married, but happily) to the extent that she changed out of a dress and in to jeans after an hour. There may well be a disciplinary hearing later this week
Ohhh thats embarrassing Although a lot of s
t-facery occurred, we have an event like this every 4 months or so, and colleagues don't tend to go as mental as if it was a once a year event. There's been a few minor incidents in the past, but the last few years have been messy but fun and not shameful.My other half had her works christmas party in London on Saturday night - one of the sales guys (married, but flaky) appears to have made a number of passes at an office manager (also married, but happily) to the extent that she changed out of a dress and in to jeans after an hour. There may well be a disciplinary hearing later this week
silverfoxcc said:
I have to go back a long time to my Time at Post Office Telephones yes well before it became BT etc etc. The office party WAS an office party.
Because we were in the Sales Groups we still had to deal with customers, so all call were re routed to a room and a couple ofnon party people volunteered to have sensible converstaions with the public and were helped out be a sort of roster. Those on the roster went ape.
All the desks were shifted as best as we could so there as a sort of dance floor, everyone brought in food and booze and at 2pm it started, Having had a rehersal in the pub next door. This was the same in every department. As a young 16 year old just out of school i could ot beleive my eyes on what went on Normally sedate married women and the umarried matures going after anything in trousers armed with a sprig of Mistletoe and giving out free 'lessons' to any lad under 20. Climblng on the desks doing the 60's version of pole dancing, and the bosses condoning every bloody minute of it even urging them on. So much underwear in those days to discard!!
The best bit was on the next day, the Sports and Social Secretary came around moaning about the mess in the basement.
'Every bloody year, i get this, i should get those involved to sort it out'
Now i didnt understand what he meant so asked an old hand what it was all about
'Oh he has to give the baize on the three snooker tables a good shampooing and we think its because he isnt invited'
And the next year I realised it wasnt all Watneys pale ale that was creating the mess!
Great Days, and by God some of the older women really knew what to do!!
I'm sure I read this this time last year Because we were in the Sales Groups we still had to deal with customers, so all call were re routed to a room and a couple ofnon party people volunteered to have sensible converstaions with the public and were helped out be a sort of roster. Those on the roster went ape.
All the desks were shifted as best as we could so there as a sort of dance floor, everyone brought in food and booze and at 2pm it started, Having had a rehersal in the pub next door. This was the same in every department. As a young 16 year old just out of school i could ot beleive my eyes on what went on Normally sedate married women and the umarried matures going after anything in trousers armed with a sprig of Mistletoe and giving out free 'lessons' to any lad under 20. Climblng on the desks doing the 60's version of pole dancing, and the bosses condoning every bloody minute of it even urging them on. So much underwear in those days to discard!!
The best bit was on the next day, the Sports and Social Secretary came around moaning about the mess in the basement.
'Every bloody year, i get this, i should get those involved to sort it out'
Now i didnt understand what he meant so asked an old hand what it was all about
'Oh he has to give the baize on the three snooker tables a good shampooing and we think its because he isnt invited'
And the next year I realised it wasnt all Watneys pale ale that was creating the mess!
Great Days, and by God some of the older women really knew what to do!!
LosingGrip said:
Ours went without any problems.
At a previous job, a women called Vicky got the nickname 'sticky Vicky' after she sucked someone off in the bogs and didn't wipe it all off...
You didn’t use to work for a heating installation and energy company based in Jesmond by any chance did you?? At a previous job, a women called Vicky got the nickname 'sticky Vicky' after she sucked someone off in the bogs and didn't wipe it all off...
LosingGrip said:
Ours went without any problems.
At a previous job, a women called Vicky got the nickname 'sticky Vicky' after she sucked someone off in the bogs and didn't wipe it all off...
Years ago at a former employers xmas party in Manchester, a lass earned the nickname Elevator for her propensity to go down. At a previous job, a women called Vicky got the nickname 'sticky Vicky' after she sucked someone off in the bogs and didn't wipe it all off...
2 guys were arrested for fighting and smashing up a bar, another 2 lost their licence for drunk driving - one on the way home, and another the following morning after getting a taxi back to collect his car.
I was treated to a few lap dances at "Long Legs" in Chinatown paid for by a previously unknown-to-me middle-aged sales director, who ended up crying on my shoulder about his wife who not understand him or his needs, before he disappeared off with a rough-ass streetwalker behind Victoria coach station.
I was only 18 - it was the best Christmas party ever!
Tim330 said:
Shnozz said:
Teddy Lop said:
I work for myself, can I just go out and get smashed/slap up meal and claim it as tax deductible?
Yep. Up to £150 per employee.https://www.gov.uk/expenses-benefits-social-functi...
wolfracesonic said:
moneymakestheworldgoaround said:
ApOrbital said:
a co-worker showing me how to fit a bottle of bud all the way in her foof.
Wow. 
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Holland-Plastics-Original...
Enjoy it whilst you're [relatively] young I say (I'm 38). I remember some great ones back in the late 90s, early 00s, usually with a free bar of course. Back then the senior staff would head off at a reasonable hour allowing everyone else to relax and let off steam, usually whilst drinking a few (a lot?) more than they probably should, and the budgets were pretty generous. Good times. Now I'm senior staff so dancing on the tables and excessive drinking whilst hitting on the latest new blonde from HR is generally frowned upon if you want to keep your job / marriage / liver, damn it.
Edited by anonymous-user on Monday 10th December 17:15
rastapasta said:
I wouldnt even bother If I were you. Would you do similar if they were fightin each other on the way home from a club on a random saturday night?? Its not on company time or on the premises so not your problem. I think once no police are involved its all fine. It will happen again provided alcohol is involved.
I'd be with you had the company not supplied the alcohol that was a significant factor. Or to put it another way, the only reason the two of them were drunk in that situation was down to the company. Mind you, if I found one of my direct reports had been the instigator in a fight, I'd be sitting down with them anyway to find out what was up.QuartzDad said:
Company I worked for last year, UK branch of tech multinational. VP of sales, who pretty much personally delivered 40m of the 110m turnover, was invited to resign after the Xmas do.
Struggle to think how batst crazy whatever he did was to result in that.
Maybe they wanted shot of him for other reasons and this was the most easily provable and did not incur a restructuring cost (harassment, bullying, dodgy contracts with customers making a power play against a board member, etc)Struggle to think how bats
t crazy whatever he did was to result in that.Mine was Thursday.
Started at 12 in the pub. 5 pints later went to the actual event, was given drinks vouchers, discovered that the bar would accept them against cocktails. So I went straight on to Long Island ice teas. Apparently I had between 6 and 8 more throughout the night.
I have no memory between 6pm and 2am except:
Getting told off for using the ladies bog. (it was closer)
The office lesbian (who is very cute) describing her "symmetrical breasts" to me.
Talking to the boss, getting bored, and walking off mid-sentence.
Giving fags to my graduate who had spent the last 6 weeks going giving up.
I can't remember getting home on the train, or the 2 mile walk home from the station. I'm amazed I made it and didn't end up in London or Harwich, I found my house keys still in the front door when I got up, and I had a random pair of deelyboppers on my head still.
I couldn't move til about 2pm, and had a 2 day hangover.
What a night.
We are planning another one next week.
Started at 12 in the pub. 5 pints later went to the actual event, was given drinks vouchers, discovered that the bar would accept them against cocktails. So I went straight on to Long Island ice teas. Apparently I had between 6 and 8 more throughout the night.
I have no memory between 6pm and 2am except:
Getting told off for using the ladies bog. (it was closer)
The office lesbian (who is very cute) describing her "symmetrical breasts" to me.
Talking to the boss, getting bored, and walking off mid-sentence.
Giving fags to my graduate who had spent the last 6 weeks going giving up.
I can't remember getting home on the train, or the 2 mile walk home from the station. I'm amazed I made it and didn't end up in London or Harwich, I found my house keys still in the front door when I got up, and I had a random pair of deelyboppers on my head still.
I couldn't move til about 2pm, and had a 2 day hangover.
What a night.
We are planning another one next week.
My office looks onto another block, they had a christmas do during the afternoon. It looks like a large general office, about 15 people were just stood about having drinks and talking. There was another room at the end where there two people getting it on, she had her shirt open and skirt round her waist.
After they were done, we cheered so loud that they looked over. We held up Strictly Come Dancing score paddles.
After they were done, we cheered so loud that they looked over. We held up Strictly Come Dancing score paddles.
Kermit power said:
In all the years I've been working, I only remember one incident of note.
We had our party one year at the Maritime Museum in Greenwich, with coaches laid on to get everyone there and back. On the way up, my boss was offering to take bets on who would be the person to make the biggest arse of themselves, because someone always did.
Roll on four hours later, and he's riding up and down in the glass lift in the main hall at the museum, mooning the entire company plus partners.
IDS/Fidessa by any chance? Have a very similar memory.We had our party one year at the Maritime Museum in Greenwich, with coaches laid on to get everyone there and back. On the way up, my boss was offering to take bets on who would be the person to make the biggest arse of themselves, because someone always did.
Roll on four hours later, and he's riding up and down in the glass lift in the main hall at the museum, mooning the entire company plus partners.
I've given up on office Christmas parties now, too old and can't take the inevitable hang over which means not drinking and feeling bored most of the night.
Mine is this Friday, I've been on some truly outrageous Xmas nights out with work and I genuinely hope this will be a quiet one, but I'm not holding my breath
As usual, not getting sacked, locked up or divorced is the standard to be adhered to.
As usual, not getting sacked, locked up or divorced is the standard to be adhered to.
LosingGrip said:
Ours went without any problems.
At a previous job, a women called Vicky got the nickname 'sticky Vicky' after she sucked someone off in the bogs and didn't wipe it all off...
That doesn't make her a bad person...At a previous job, a women called Vicky got the nickname 'sticky Vicky' after she sucked someone off in the bogs and didn't wipe it all off...
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