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 June 28, 2004 - 09:07 PM | chris
Well I Swear...

Bad language is amusing, because everyone's definition of "over the line" is different, so somebody's always being offended. While most people agree that you shouldn't use "fuck" in civilized conversation, others are all aghast when you say "hell". Apparently the afterlife destination of sinners should be known but never spoken of, like Harry Potter's nemesis He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named (both of which are equally ludicrous).

My second day on the job, I went out to dinner at a company-sponsored-but-not-funded gathering at a famous barbecue restaurant in downtown Kansas City. It was a time for that week's new-hires to meet each other and socialize a little away from the workplace. One of the women there was 30 years old and accompanied by her husband, who has worked at the company for a few years. While everyone else ordered a drink or two and socialized, this woman was already tipsy when I got there, ordered 4 or 5 more glasses of wine as the night progressed until she was completely lit up, then tried to get everyone to go to a bar with her afterwards.

But the worst part was, all throughout dinner she made completely inappropriate comments to everyone else, saying that one coworker (who was sitting next to her at the time) looked like Frodo from Lord of the Rings and asking another coworker and her husband if they were going to "go home and do the nasty".

Her husband, who was visibly embarassed, told us how she had come with him to other corporate social functions like holiday parties and such and inevitably got drunk and made a fool out of herself in front of important corporate folks (begging the question of how she got hired in the first place). One example he gave was when she started "dropping the f-bomb" in front of his boss and wife.

At the mention of this, she became very indignant and swore that she never ever "drops the f-bomb" (although she went on to do just that on numerous occasions as she got drunker). How is it that she thinks it's perfectly ok to ask a coworker (who you've known for 2 days) and her husband about their sex life in front of basically a bunch of strangers and on the other hand think it's the worst thing in the world to swear?



Comments

Wow, so much of the real world so fast.

It's pathetic that people lose control like that and then have a reason for acting inappropriately. I've been to parties like that too, and people feel uncomfortable for a while and then I think they feel pity for the inebriated.

Posted by: rkc at June 28, 2004 10:20 PM