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I went to a co-workers party, she had a hall, DJ, Karaoke, etc, and lots of booze. I found out that another co-worker turns in to a trailer trash crazy woman when exposed to too much alcohol. It was a bad scene and there is continuing drama occurring.
I normally don't attend parties. I was the soberest person there, I think, although I did loosen up enough to show off my lousy dancing.
So, a word to the wise: Don't go to drinking parties with co-workers!!!
The way I see it... after a crazy shift, or a crazy few weeks... hell lets all admit that sometimes this job is pretty crazy all together... a few mimosas at brunch with coworkers is essential to me. At least where I work, dare I say it strengthens us as a team because we realize we are all going through it together and letting go of the stress (not saying drinking is the only way to do that) is very important, however one chooses to do that!
The way I see it... after a crazy shift, or a crazy few weeks... hell lets all admit that sometimes this job is pretty crazy all together... a few mimosas at brunch with coworkers is essential to me. At least where I work, dare I say it strengthens us as a team because we realize we are all going through it together and letting go of the stress (not saying drinking is the only way to do that) is very important, however one chooses to do that!
So... No slamming shot after shot of fireball whisky in your neck of the woods?
The general area I live & work in was settled predominantly by German Catholics. Many of the people around here were practically raised with a beer in their hand.
There is always drinking involved, even with employer sponsored events. The hospital had to start limiting the free drinks a few yrs ago at the Christmas party after some "rowdiness". One of the attendings holds a yearly bash & invites everyone to camp out on his property (flyers posted in each dept). Another holds parties on every major holiday with free drinks.
It's a way of life here, lol.
nursel56
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Likewise, you're not going to want to carefully weave your inebriated self from the lady's room to the cheese platter, while unaware your skirt is hiked all the way up on one side, imprisoned by the waistband of your Spanx.