My company's julefrokost (Christmas party)

A long awaited post about my company's annual Christmas party last Friday! It was a fun party all-in-all, and it's always nice to be in a social setting together now and then without the slightly formal office atmosphere hanging around us. People can let loose a bit (or some let loose a lot) and we can get to know each other better. For example, all the girls who know who Wentworth Miller agreed that he's SUPER HOT, so that indeed makes him a valid entry on my list of Sexiest Men Alive 2007. And good that the guys didn't really think Angelina Jolie is that hot. At least they have some taste (even though Rune thought she was hot in Tomb Raider....but hey, that wasn't even her real body).

Yeah, so you see the kind of unintellectual / non-work related conversations we have during our social parties? In fact, I don't even remember talking about work 1 single time! And hey! We forgot to make our manager give a speech!!! Well, she hasn't totally escaped from it yet, since we have dinner together again on Thursday ;o).

Anyway, we started our party at around 15:00hrs with some drinks and snacks. Morten was the organiser again, so he had everything planned out nicely. There was a music quiz shortly after, and my team came in 3rd out of 4. I'm not that good with band names and all, since I simply just listen to music for the music, not so much for because it's this band or that band. Therefore, I don't put much effort in remembering band names or how band members look like, unless they are really famous, of course (that would be effortless then).

The next activity was SIMULATION GOLF!!! And guess who won?!! Yes, moi :o)! Out of 12 players :o). I suppose playing miniture golf in Bulgaria helped a bit? Hmm... . Well, I didn't expect to win really, but I was definitely in competitive mode, especially against Rune, who was in my golf group. Made an enemy out of him, but that's ok....the important thing was that I got my prize ;o). Maybe I should consider quitting my job and become a millionaire like Tiger Woods? I mean, miniture golf, simulation golf.....bring them on, baby! I can rule the golf world!!! Or maybe not. To be honest, I think golf, as a sport, is one of the most boring of them all. How can a sport be so expensive, yet so boring??? And where's the real body workout? Nada.

Dinner was then at the Imperial Hotel. Traditional Danish Christmas buffet, more wine, more snaps. I had to stop drinking after my 1st and last snaps during dinner, because I could already feel the room starting to dance around me a bit... . Or was it me dancing around the room? Oh well, either way was not good anyway, so I stopped injecting myself with alcohol. I did eat quite a lot too... . Not good, because I ended up having to skip DESSERT!!! If you know me well enough, Sheila NEVER skips dessert!!! That, I must say, was a 1st. I really disappointed myself there.

Dancing was next on the list. We tried Heidi's Bar, but there were far too many people so we decided to leave shortly after trying unsuccessfully to find a table. Rosie McGee's was the closest, so we headed there again. 2 weekends in a row going there (me and Ivy, at least)! But it was great to have several colleagues still sticking by, including my manager (some had left already after dinner)! Way to go, guys!!! Those who stayed on and socialised after dinner should, by company policy, be given extra year-end bonus ;o).

Anyway....the night ended after it was just me and Rune left from the tribe. It was an early night....around 2am in the morning... . But ok, we did start dancing already from 11pm, so 3hrs of dance workout was pretty intensive. Besides, Rune had to catch a plane to Bornholm at 2pm, and I wasn't going to stay on dancing on my own.

But damn...my feet was ACHING when we left Rosie's! Amazing how I could still dance, but had to almost crawl home! Ok, not that I really did that. Thank goodness I didn't have to walk far to get to the bus-stop, that I didn't have to wait long for the night bus to come take me home, and that I did have a pair of flat shoes to change into when I got off at my bus-stop. Otherwise, I'd have to call Martin to come carry me home. He was still awake when I got home anyway, so I'm sure he would have done it with pleasure ;o).

Thus, ends my company's annual Christmas party. I'll put the pictures up another day soon, I promise.