Written 13 December 2018
Geoff watched the young woman, naked but for a Santa hat, gyrate his colleague to the harrowing tones of Gary Glitter's “Rock N Roll Christmas”.
His colleague went to grab the young woman's breast. She slapped his hand away, but he leaned in and whispered something in her ear.
The young woman, rather reluctantly, grabbed him by the hand and led him to a back room, his colleagues face all sweat and drunken anticipation, hers a mask of boredom and disgust.
On the other side of Geoff the CFO was telling the Operations Manager about how he paid a woman to “Nosh him off” whilst he spat on her last time he was here.
“Best Christmas party ever. Glad the women in the office declined the invite.” the Operations Manager said, slipping a fiver into our waitresses stocking.
Geoff took a bite of a half cooked cocktail sausage, and vowed to find a different job in the New Year.