Yeah. Christmas jumper day.
I'll 'get involved' (twitch) with the enforced festive fun and wear it for the photos because I'm a brazen corporate tart.
Yeah. Christmas jumper day.
I'll 'get involved' (twitch) with the enforced festive fun and wear it for the photos because I'm a brazen corporate tart.
I love Christmas jumpers I have many. This year I got a Gremlins one. Last year was a Jim’ll Paint It acid 303/Ceefax one.
Tremendous fun and hilarity. Not really, but it’s a bit festive.
Mrs bought me this one last week:
www.primark.com/en-gb/p/mens-fair-isle-family-matching-jumper-navy-991111330528
I kinda like it. It's warm and has got me in the spirit a bit. Though at £16 from Primark I'll be amazed if it makes Christmas 2025.
We have a ‘mandatory fun’ remote Christmas ‘party’ next Thursday, The fun never starts….
I would consider that high end. It's about what I pay for a pair of (chinese, fake) Docs.
Enforced Christmas fun tomorrow. Instead of crawling to my home office, I have to put on a Christmas jumper (Poundland, 3rd year of use, cost £10 if I remember correctly), drive and hour to the office, be joyful with my webcam colleagues, spend £12 on a shit Christmas lunch in the staff canteen, then actually do my work all afternoon instead of turning on the mouse jiggler and playing Champ Man 01/02. Then drive home. At which point my Mum will have had enough of my kids, burst into tears, and storm off home herself, whilst I'm left to decide who out of the kids and grandmother is being most unreasonable.
Fuck work Christmas parties, and fuck Christmas jumpers.
That’s not how you spell ‘cunt’.
Yes it is
I've got my work Christmas party in Bristol today. Quite looking forwards to it, but it is a small, old-school company with a pub culture so much less corporate bollocks.
I can now report back and say it was ok. But I bailed on the after drinks and instead watched Bob Mortimer Gone Fishing in the hotel.
...and had a wank.
Definitely a crying wank if its over two blokes fishing.