Secret Santa
Ah, the joy of giving anonymously. Squeal as your boss is given a porn mag for christmas. Out your colleagues with a carefully chosen Gaydar Radio compilation album, but best of all, keep quiet about picking your own name out of the hat and buy yourself something really, really expensive.
What have you given to people you hate?
( , Fri 15 Dec 2006, 10:03)
Ah, the joy of giving anonymously. Squeal as your boss is given a porn mag for christmas. Out your colleagues with a carefully chosen Gaydar Radio compilation album, but best of all, keep quiet about picking your own name out of the hat and buy yourself something really, really expensive.
What have you given to people you hate?
( , Fri 15 Dec 2006, 10:03)
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The two best - and worst - presents I ever witnessed the giving of:
Not one, but two, packets of fags to a girl who allegedly always scrounged ciggies off the office smokers. She was really pissed off but the guy who bought them was offended by this as he'd spent way more than the £5 limit - the price of fags being what it is these days.
A single gift-wrapped Viagra tablet to the guy in the office nearest retirement age.
I also spent hours one Saturday afternoon with a craft knife, wrapping paper, card and glue, meticulously making an average box of choccies into a fabulously humorous, job-specific, themed-for-every-day-that-remained-till-Christmas, worth-way-more-than-£5 advent calendar for the company accountant, and then having him get in an offended strop about someone else's present and not even show his present to anyone else, or even ever mention it again. Not that I'm still bitter about it 4 years later or anything, oh no...
( , Fri 15 Dec 2006, 13:52, Reply)
Not one, but two, packets of fags to a girl who allegedly always scrounged ciggies off the office smokers. She was really pissed off but the guy who bought them was offended by this as he'd spent way more than the £5 limit - the price of fags being what it is these days.
A single gift-wrapped Viagra tablet to the guy in the office nearest retirement age.
I also spent hours one Saturday afternoon with a craft knife, wrapping paper, card and glue, meticulously making an average box of choccies into a fabulously humorous, job-specific, themed-for-every-day-that-remained-till-Christmas, worth-way-more-than-£5 advent calendar for the company accountant, and then having him get in an offended strop about someone else's present and not even show his present to anyone else, or even ever mention it again. Not that I'm still bitter about it 4 years later or anything, oh no...
( , Fri 15 Dec 2006, 13:52, Reply)
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