I’m very excited because for the first time in about 185 years I have been invited to a WORK Christmas party. This hasn’t happened since I worked for EMI Music when Christmas parties would use up half of the yearly budget and the workforce didn’t reappear for three days. Once, when I was a Marketing and Promotions Manager we all flew to a foreign country for our Christmas party and got so pissed that I can’t even remember which foreign country it was.
That was then….when musicians had it fairly easy. Now there is no security blanket for them – they appear to have to work ALL the time – be on the road touring and promoting themselves and I’m not sure that big record execs exist anymore do they?
I hope I won’t be too unpopular with all the staff in my new office because my job is only about three days old and it seems a little unfair that I’m even allowed to go to the Christmas party but do you think I am going to question my invitation? You must be joking. I must just remember to pace myself and not try to keep up with all the gorgeous young things in the office.
Even better is that my company are totally setting the precedent because tomorrow night is predicted to be the peak evening for Christmas parties in London, with bars, restaurants, cab drivers (and therefore sadly no doubt the police and hospitals) all preparing for record numbers.
According to Addison Lee it is the media industry that parties the hardest calling the cabs at 4am (no surprises there), but with auditors being the next dirty stop outs heading home at 3am. The boring old fashion world tend to go home at midnight to get their beauty sleep (aha – so that is where I am going wrong).
I am going to try very hard not to get on a Boris Bike at some point in the evening without a helmet and end up in A & E like a lot of people will. So if you’re reading this and you have a Christmas party coming up soon then DON’T GET ON A BORIS BIKE AT THE END OF THE EVENING. It will only end in tears. Or take your helmet with you!
