I am an ungrateful wench. I took this picture to express my sentiments toward this damn company Christmas party.
( boo )
I shouldn't be whining about my attendance. On Wednesday, I went to the mall and paid for twenty-eight glorious pre-paid credit cards, all of which contain five hundred bucks. They will be handed out to all the employees at the party tonight, including me. I should be excited to get my gift card. Instead, I'm moping because I have to make myself presentable for a semi-formal occasion. My hair is still jacked up, and I need to fix it with some sort of hairspray. Can I just stay home and watch movies instead of watching my co-workers get shit-faced? Please?
( boo )
I shouldn't be whining about my attendance. On Wednesday, I went to the mall and paid for twenty-eight glorious pre-paid credit cards, all of which contain five hundred bucks. They will be handed out to all the employees at the party tonight, including me. I should be excited to get my gift card. Instead, I'm moping because I have to make myself presentable for a semi-formal occasion. My hair is still jacked up, and I need to fix it with some sort of hairspray. Can I just stay home and watch movies instead of watching my co-workers get shit-faced? Please?