Xerox party

So this weekend I was privileged enough to attend a work function for Xerox employees. Flashbacks of my prior work-related functions slapped me in the face as I sat in a ballroom eating more than anyone should consume at one time and drinking gin and tonics. It was an eventful night, but we decided to leave before the fuglies got up out of their chairs and headed to the dance floor to do the macarena. Of course, we opted to bail before they started the speeches and the prizes for being "most brainwashed" and "highest acheiver" were given out... or are they now considered the same thing?
We decided to head back to finish our evening off with excessive amounts of alcohol and then head to the bars to be obnoxious and unapproachable. I did learn one lesson that night though: If you can't dance, it's recommended that you don't attempt to do so withing a 10 ft radius of any black person. It just accentuates your lack of rhythum and invites mocking. So, Mission Accomplished -drunk, sloppy and embarrassing. I finished my evening off with a little zza from Pizza Corner. (which was dry, crusty and lacked flavour) It was a good night... so we were told.