Lost Drifter
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So this weekend is the big office Christmas night out; I’m dreading it and I’m not even going!
I don’t mind so much that my colleagues ignored me when they were planning it and sending out the invitations. I don’t mind so much that when they discovered they had overbooked the restaurant by one seat they cancelled the order despite me saying I would love to go out with them. No, what bothers and hurts me so much is all of their excited banter and laughter.
All this week they’ve been talking over and around me about their activities, of all the fun they’re going to have hanging out with each other and how excited they are. Even my so-called friends haven’t offered invitation and worst of all I know they’ll be talking about this for weeks to come with Facebook pictures and “remember when” stories. It’s like being back at school all over again.
So when they’re all dressed smart and riding in limousines this Saturday night, I’ll be the only person left at work manning the telephones. I hate Christmas!
Thus endith the rant :club:
I don’t mind so much that my colleagues ignored me when they were planning it and sending out the invitations. I don’t mind so much that when they discovered they had overbooked the restaurant by one seat they cancelled the order despite me saying I would love to go out with them. No, what bothers and hurts me so much is all of their excited banter and laughter.
All this week they’ve been talking over and around me about their activities, of all the fun they’re going to have hanging out with each other and how excited they are. Even my so-called friends haven’t offered invitation and worst of all I know they’ll be talking about this for weeks to come with Facebook pictures and “remember when” stories. It’s like being back at school all over again.
So when they’re all dressed smart and riding in limousines this Saturday night, I’ll be the only person left at work manning the telephones. I hate Christmas!
Thus endith the rant :club: