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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Was in London Town yesterday with my boss for a conference.
Conference was quite dull and at 4pm we decided to head to the pub until our train home. 4 glasses of wine later and I (along with a few others) told people off for not closing the door from the station into the pub - several times.
Banged into the statue of Mr Betjman and then apologised. In an attempt to not look d*unk infront of boss I went down the stairs without holding the side and tripped at the bottom (didn't fall over luckily)
Told boss I needed to talk to Mr X and Mr Y about a few things at work, he replied "L, but I'm Mr X" to which I replied "oh yes so you are"
On the train I was then in fits of giggles about the statue incident and got talking to the man opposite us who was reading confidential information from his workplace but you could clearly see his place of work on the top of the papers.
Today I've worked from home and tomorrow I'm hoping my boss didn't realise how d*unk I actually was.
In my defence (if there is any) I hadn't eaten much and I've been under a huge amount of pressure lately with work and personal life.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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When I was in the army, we had a christmas party, and I took a bet from two military police that I couldnt drink a pint of sherry. Well I did. The RSM gave me a tray of glasses to wash, I looked at the tray then at her and promptly let go of the tray. Got sent to the block, put my cap on backwards, and off I toddled. Next day, got hauled into her office and was made to do prisioner duties between christmas and new year. Never touched sherry since.  |
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By (user no longer on site)
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"Told boss I needed to talk to Mr X and Mr Y about a few things at work, he replied "L, but I'm Mr X" to which I replied "oh yes so you are"
Mr X, Mr Y and L  I'm thinking you work in international espionage. How mysterious xx |
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I got d*unk at a Xmas party once and decided the time was right to tell my boss a few home truths about how he ran his business, treat his staff and basically what a complete wanker he was!!
Got hauled into the office on the Monday morning thinking ok here goes p45 but he actually shook my hand and gave me a rise for having the balls to confront him |
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By *ollie_JCouple
over a year ago
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Was on a train last night back from London to Lincs and this woman obviously pissed was muttering all sorts of confidential stuff about her work, including some scandalous personal stuff
Turned out she still had her name badge on! |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Me and my boss attended awards ceremony in London and then spent one of the sections xmas party money in a strip club...was a great night.
Until the next day when he told me i had made crude comments about cheryl cole to the company owner  |
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Went to a hunt ball one summer as a friends +1. I f felt totally out of place (the other guest were dripping with wealth!) and on edge not wanting to embarass my friend so I got on the 'jager train' to make the night pass quicker.
Unfortunately this only led to a few others (starngers at this point) joining me. They thought it "looked fun" to down shots one after another. Anyway we all got d*unk and acted like fools in our little corner (making false bids on the charity auction, flicking peas off forks at other tables... you get the drift). And just when I thought I'd gone far enough, the disco came on... and I was straight up onto the table!
My friend was OK with it all when we next spoke but apparently a few wives went home very d*unk and someone was sick over a Bentley in the car park.
Needless to say I've not been invited back since  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I work in the oil & gas ind. and had started a new job, I hadn't met the boss but had been invited to a race day with potential and current clients. I was there with a good friend who also works at the company.
Day started off pretty steady, free drinks watched the racing and won some money on the horses. We then left the races and proceeded to hit the pubs on town (the drinks still free and flowing well) we then started on the jäger (which makes me extremely happy and excitable) I was a buckled wheel at this point but the jäger fairy picked me up!
Then we hit the strippers, this is when it starts to get embarrassing! I walked in with my winnings grabbed a girl by the hand sat down and started throwing 20's at her for dances and at this point my tie was round my head. After all my money had gone I then phoned a girl who I had been dating an started to sing Enrique Iglesias - Hero down the phone to her 
Spoke to some of the clients the week after an they said it was the most fun the had in ages |
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