The Finer Office Christmas Party.

So we had the annual office Christmas party last week, and it was a memorable one at that. Around 6:00 PM I am standing in the hallway between the kitchen and the living room having a rather interesting conversation about LARPing. Nick throws on some NWA. Shots of Crown Royal are being doled out and the keg has been freshly tapped. All of the sudden the front door bursts open. A loud scream echoed down the hall as I swiftly turn around. Someone in a black ski mask has burst through the front door and grabbed one of my female office mates.
I hear from the dining room “Oh shit! He’s got a gun!”
“BOOM,” I shouted!
I then hear a faint “bla-dow” from Mark, who has pissed himself in the corner. His wife just rolls her eyes.
The intruder stands at the entrance to the living room with a loaded Glock 17 to the temple of the fearful woman. She immediately begins to perspire. His arm is wrapped around her neck tightly, and she is softly whimpering. Michelle smokes a cigarette inside.
With his finger quivering over the trigger of the 9mm firearm he exclaims, “EVERYONE GET ON THE FLOOR OR I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL HER!”
You can literally hear everyone at the party gasp in fright as they start to comply.
Just then he throws the woman to the ground and lifts off his mask. “Just kidding, Merry Christmas everyone!”
It’s just Ben, everyone continues to drink. Rachel let’s the dog downstairs and does a keg stand on the balcony after achieving a BAC of 0.23. She fell that day after Michelle pushed her over the edge for letting the dog out. Still, everyone continued to drink. Ah, good times.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from the Finer Things Club!