I was invited to fourteen corporate holiday parties last year, all within walking distance of one another, all with open bars. This year, NONE! And I didn't suddenly become more obnoxious, companies have really cut back.
After ten months of freelancing (read: unemployment) I took a seasonal job at a large department store here in New York (mercifully for my shattered ego, it's one of the better ones, but still). We just got a store-wide email saying that the customary Christmas party had been canceled, replaced by a large donation to St. Jude's Children's Hospital. I was oddly disappointed, as I had been hoping to get ripped, like crazy drunk, at the open bar with very little repercussion. Now the children with cancer will get care and I will be sober when I collect my pink slip come January 1.
@Seeräuber Jenny: To be honest, nothing to shake a stick at. Unfortunately my financial stick has been, uh, shaken by the aforementioned bout of joblessness.
I have an eccentric aunt who is supported by the rest of the family. She spends her time reading Turgenev, buying Avon products and crocheting scarves out of sparkly polyester yarn.
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Okay, gripe over. Fucking cheapskates.
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Some background:
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I love this economy.
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But how is the discount, Mrs. Lincoln?
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Creepy.
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She looks, and dresses, exactly like this.
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It looks as if someone just snapped them onto the front of her body, like a Polly Pocket, or some sort of coat-dress-necklace-boot onesie.
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