On the list of things that I don't like somewhere between fitted sheets and small talk you will find Work Parties. (You will notice that I used quotations in the subject. This is because misused quotation marks are hilarious and on the list of things that Casey does not like.) Above you will see a picture of my work team building retreat. I am the one anxiously studying my sandwich to avoid any awkward moments where our team might retreat to build something. Regular readers of CPR--and those numbers are few as this blog is anything but posted regularly--will note that I DO love a good party. Generally because parties are a place where people with mutual interests such as eating cake and/or gossiping come together to share those mutual interests. Work parties force you to interact with people you generally avoid while at work.
This being said, I TOTALLY enjoyed my work party. I do have masochistic tendencies. Also, a gentleman that we will call Bill Wrigley-- because that is his name, came to spread his particular brand of grumpiness for the first half hour. I will admit to being slightly obsessed with him ever since he shouted across the room at me during a meeting. Then I discovered that he had published a Sci-Fi novel, and what can I say...I seek out opportunities to study my subject at close range. Bill did not disappoint as he made bitter observations about the activity and left at the soonest possible moment. But I did get a chance to engage him in conversation which means I am getting close...to what, I can not say. Perhaps I will discover at our next work party.