Some poor sod (not me) at work
got a message in mid-November - "organise a Christmas party for the Company (about 60 people), make it in Reading."

So that's Reading, the University town with a massive technology park and lots and lots of offices, and roughly three weeks' notice to organise a do for five dozen people in the lead up to Christmas. Oh, and it had to be a Friday night.

They ended up in the Option Of Last Resort - the Hilton hotel griefhole on the A33 south of the town. Shit food, deaf level shit music, and a massive hangar of a room filled with similar work fail 'parties' so a heaving bar and the worst kind of cooking lager with nothing better on offer. A lot of people made excuses & bailed early.

Blame for this omnishambles must lie with the MD who failed to see Christmas coming & book early. It's almost like it came as a surprise that it happens every year.

Apols for lack of funny.
( Fathter Puddytat Kill Kill dat widdle boid is mine on, Sun 4 Jan 2015, 13:50, Reply)