Double-Crossing No-Good Posh zeppelin
In April 2004, I left the most miserable company I've ever worked for after 3.5 years of gruelling service.

I organised the Christmas Party in 2002 and it was huge success... Nice meal at a posh hotel, followed by a suitably cheesey disco. It was the perfect mix of comfort and cliche, to make partying with a bunch of tossers almost bearable.

The following year, I was all geared up for a repeat performance, albeit at a different venue, but our posh sod of a boss discreetly asked me to organise something mega-cheap, as he'd blown the profit my team had made on one of his crackpot ventures and things were going badly.

So I found out that one of the local pubs was doing a free buffet so long as you pre-ordered some booze. "Great!" I thought, we can put on a do with food, drink and entertainment for the price of a few beers. The tight toff was very happy.

However, apparently some people in the company weren't very pleased about it being a suped-up trip to the pub when they'd been given slap-up meals in previous years, and consequently they complained to the boss. A colleague overheard, and apparently he told them it was entirely MY idea to change the format, because I'd said it was a poor use of company money to treat the staff to a nice meal when all they ever want to do is get ratted!! LYING GIT!!

Some of the longer-serving nerds still believe him over me and hate me for it!

Apologies for length. I hate being misrepresented, so wanted to put it all in context.
(codenamebonkee, Mon 20 Dec 2004, 16:04, Reply)