OK, I am faced with a real conundrum these days. Mark's work, which shall remain nameless, sent out their annual Christmas Party invitation. These folks go all out... its at a hotel and there is cocktail hour, dinner, dancing and door prizes. I like me some door prizes. But, I hate me some office Christmas parties.
I have never worked anywhere that had real outside of work Christmas parties. When I worked for the State of Indiana, it was not allowed because people might be offended. When I worked for a small staffing agency, there were all of four employees so we went to our boss's house and everyone got ripped and said inappropriate things to each other. I stayed sober as I was pregnant with Willy and not really a "get ripped and say stupid things to your boss" kind of girl. It definitely didn't rank up there in the world of office Christmas parties. At Mark's previous company, I attended a company picnic, the wedding of a higher up, and a Valentine's Day party. Let me just say that those three experiences (while not actually office Christmas parties) ruined me on all other office functions. Especially when the office is not mine. No one talked to me EVER and I think it goes without saying that I am witty and charming and most people would love to talk to me. (Or, at least be mildly amused by me for a short time). Last year Mark had just started with this new company and he attended the party alone as we legitimately could not find a sitter for Will and Tabbi that night. This year..... I have no excuses (although I haven't tried to find a sitter yet, so there is some small hope that no one is free that night).
The truth is I just don't want to go. I don't want to stand there looking all awkward and surrounded by a bunch of computer nerds who won't socialize with those outside the fray. I've never played Dungeon and Dragons and I think they can tell when I walk in the room and therefore have no interest in me as a person. The idea of computer nerds dancing does entertain, but I can watch bad dancing on Dancing with the Stars Monday and Tuesday nights with Cloris Leachman still appearing, so why get all gussied up to head to a hotel to see non-famous people do it.
So now you are wondering where the conundrum is... Well, Mark wants me to go. So, in theory its my wifely duty to do so. But, anyone who knows me knows that I don't do my wifely duty. So, to go or not to go... that is the question.