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8 décembre 2012 6 08 /12 /décembre /2012 20:59

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt", "Le ridicule ne tue pas", "De vergüenza no se muere nadie"...

 

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Yesterday night. Christmas party organized by the company. A cocktail launched in one of the poshest hotels of Barcelona, with an open bar during 4 hours...after weeks of stress and hard work and people under a constant pressure.

L-E-G-E-N-D-A-R-Y night !!!

 

Some quick facts this afternoon when I managed to open my eyes :

- I have a huge hangover and a terrible headache, everything is still moving when I turn my head too quickly

- I have a pink fluo VIP bracelet around my right wrist

- I received replies to texts and messages I do not even remember having sent

- I think I can remember a conversation I had with big BIG boss, smoking a cigarette (?) with him in a street

- I, of course, don't have a clue of what we were talking about but I recall seeing a flash of a camera, there might be a picture somewhere fixing the moment...

- I woke up in MY bed

 

After a thorough debriefing with my closest colleagues today, and after checking my mobile phone, some new facts came in:

- I apparently had passionate chats with some of my male colleagues. Useless to say that I don't remember a fucking word, oooops....

- With some female colleagues, we took pictures in the ladies of the hotel

- I apparently collared one of our middle bosses right in the middle of the street

- Some neighbours threw us some non-identified objects because we were like 100 shouting people standing in front of a bar

- Our female middle boss was on fire and tried various times to "bound" with one of my team mate

- I was never able to reach the party place nº2 (I got lost in another bar instead...)
- I reached directly the party place nº3 instead (the club)

- Two other middle bosses ended up in the club, dancing on top of the tables

- Various colleagues have been smoking joints in the middle of the VIP area in the club

- In a desperate try to gather all the groups of people, I apparently sent texts and messages to people and numbers I don't even have in my list of contacts

- I lost my scarf sometime during the night. My dignity as well.

- I will not be the only one avoiding the eye contact in the office on Monday, hahaha!!!

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