Stupid Mandatory Company Party.....grumble grumble....

Ah, the sweet sensation of going into a gas station and buying condoms from a young man looking kind of like the bassist from flock of seagulls. "If you don't mention the fact that these are fruit flavored, I won't say anything about that dreadful blue eyeshadow." OutRAGEOUS!

I'm very happy to say I had a cool guy moment last night. Catpants sent me a text message last night that said, "I'm at Star Wars and you're not!" Having gotten this message mid-coitus, I felt very much not-the-nerd.

So, today we have a mandatory party on !THE 16th FLOOR!, apparently for no reason. It reminds me very much of Office Space, when Gary Cole's character says, "Everybody remember that Friday is Hawaiian shirt day......so you can go ahead and......wear a Hawaiian shirt...if you want to." Today actually IS hawaiian shirt day at my office. Not to sound complainy, I love my job and my coworkers (HA!), but I have to admit, Id rather have a holiday than have a "party".

Is there booze? Are there any of my friends? How is THIS a party?