I am still recovering from the festivities last night. My company had our holiday party at Grape Street and Vine which is a really cool piano bar. I eat, danced and had way too many vodka tonics. Not wanting the good times to end, I agreed to go to another party but one of my colleagues got so drunk that just as I was leaving my immediate supervisor pawned her off on me. I could go into details about the comical things that ensued, with me trying to help her go to the bathroom while trying to call her husband at the same time, but I’ll just leave it at that. All day today as the story got retold within the group, couldn’t help but laugh. More importantly, thank the lord that I wasn’t the subject of this year’s embarrassing holiday party story.