Written 17 December
Reginald went to his Christmas party dressed as the Krampus, which hugely confused the vast majority of his colleagues, directors and stakeholders.
He tried, in vain, to explain to Sandra that the Krampus was a Christmas demon who tormented families who didn't celebrate Christmas properly. Sandra told him her family was Jewish and didn't celebrate Christmas at all.
“Does that mean we deserve to be terrorised?” she asked furiously. He apologised, and said that he was an atheist, and he grew up not doing much over Christmas. The suit was just supposed to be a joke.
Later, a drunken director called him a “little weirdo.” and someone drew a jizzing cock on his back with a sharpie.
Eventually, he just ditched the costume in the toilet, and returned to the party in a sweaty t-shirt and a pair of old jogging bottoms.
People called him ‘Crap-us’ at work for 18 months.
He thought about going to HR, but he didn't want to cause a fuss.