I hate work Xmas parties. I mean why would I want to 'celebrate' Xmas with the twats I'm already forced to spend eight hours of my day with? And pay the thick end of 40 quid for the privilege. No, they can all fuck off.....
Completely agree with this - however I am new so have decided to go this year to not look like a miserable bastard. My reward is a probably inedible meal at a miserable chain hotel on a dual carriageway on the outskirts of Telford. Two courses, no drinks, £20. People I work with don't drink and I'll be driving.
I assume we will talk about the corporate stapling strategy, make some office -based in-jokes and feign interest in each other's lives.
I can hardly wait.