What are you going to wear?! Really?! Are you also wearing pants? I thought I’d be the only one wearing pants! :)
How about you? What do you mean you don’t know?! You don’t want to tell.. that’s different than if you don’t know..
***
Hey, at lunchtime we’re going to get costumes for tonight. In the neighbourhood, there’s this funky costumes shop. Kinky! Shopping perv stuff in your lunch time.. any day of the work week, honey!
***
Wanna, I have to ask you a favour. I’ll need you to put make up on me, later on today. You’re the make-up artist of the department. I think you’re the most experimented…
Well.. I say, anything to please a sister, true?!
***
We’re getting a limo to pick us up! Are you getting there by bus?! Good thing we arranged the limo in time, right?! Will you be changing your clothes in the lady’s room? Nooo.. I hope it doesn’t stink!
***
Ladies! I personally reserved the secretary’s room and stuck blanco’s on the glass windows so we’d have extra privacy and room to change. Are you getting your clothes changed in the office or are you going home? It’s such a hassle to go back, isn’t it?!
***
What is wrong with every one today? The buzz of the party got every one moving about.. I seriously doubt any one working in this building. Am I the only one to book a meeting room today?!
***
The German lady is here, the Dutch lady is here, another Dutch one joins.. the CFO pretending not to see us putting make-up on – stare to your feet, stare to your shoes, yes! Managed to pass them!
***
Faster, faster, need to get going! Arrgghh! Stupid earrings! They needed to get broken right now! Where am I getting pearls at this time of the night?! Man, the black gloves are making me sweat!! Girl, do I look good? Fine, thanks!
Ok, now I just need to get a taxi!
***
20 minutes of surfing the f#&king internet later, I was still looking for a taxi to get me there!! Retired to my room to yell. It’s better now. Ok, let’s get moving! Girl, help me get the damn taxi. We’re on the street. I feel like she’s the pimp and I’m the hustled. Not so difficult to get the cursed car afterall. Wave and smile!!
***
Are we supposed to use the highway to get there? The Russian taxi driver wants to be so incredibly fast. I got serenaded and complimented more than I was since I’m in the Netherlands, this should be a good night. Besides, he gave me way too much money back, felt like sharing costs. Spasiva anytime, my friend.
***
The sleazy tight gloves are making me madly thirsty. I tell you, I might as well be naked, if I have those gloves on, I’m still sweating. How do the queens do it so well?! They must be trained to wear gloves in Finnish saunas. They get an ice-cream as prize if they pass the test. No, they get whisky on rocks. Ah! I’ve made myself thirsty again. Where’s my drink?!
***
This is the best zoo I’ve seen before, with my most business-people colleagues I’ve known for months. Hopefully I’ll never know them better. How come they’re looking like pimps, whores, celebrities, dead people, aliens, rock stars, losers, financial advisors who missed their career, exotic diva’s and night birds. If you’re going to flap about the bar, just bring me a drink, will you, sweetheart?! Oh, no, we’re going upstairs, the party moved upstairs!!
***
It’s most entertaining to see all posh people around the tables after lining up for food, but I still see no drinks. By this time I was a wilted flower bird-of-praying on any one who’d have a drink in their hands. When the angels of light came to give us food for our souls. Actually, the waiters finally decided to serve some decent drinks. Laughed again and sipped on my dry white wine for the rest of the night.
***
Met some Italian whom I was brave enough to tell I really speak Italian. Boldly pretend I’m good at it for a rest of the while. Got intimidated, as he was actually taking me seriously. Who takes you seriously at a zoo and glitter party?! Needed to mingle.
***
Found some Dutch guys shocked on my Dutch. Must be language wonder night. I bet I can find some French or other language speakers, to expose my skills. Thought I’ve seen Alicia Keys, these drinks are good or a lot.
***
No-or-little-hair man with a blond-long-haired wig is catching attention at the keys while beauty queen voice still trying to make herself popular in the company’s band. Not bad, I think and shake my bun bun. I notice some people not just walk funny, they’re also a disgrace for the dance floor and some moves you need to remember. Or worse - never forget! That’s even unbearable when you’ll need to talk about processes and systems with a pink-feathered old boy. If I shake it more, will I stop thinking how embarrassing this thing’s going to look tomorrow?!
***
Man I couldn’t give a damn about looking posh, I’m taking off the annoying feverish gloves now! Life suddenly has a different meaning. All that air, all that freedom, the party can start!
***
My bus-colleague is there. I don’t only see him at work, also in the bus in the morning, once he touched my hair, couldn’t help it, so nicely to touch. What can I say, I’m irresistible. LoL. So shout about and tango around on some slow tune. So many people I know.
***
I mingle with my spontaneous Sales inductor. No that’s a person, not a machine. He’s actually the most spontaneous person I’ve met in an uptight business world. He must be lost and lonely in here. He must be gay anyhow, you just can’t behave like this at induction training – what are the poor inductees think?! That it’s an all-time laugh kind of thing?! I reckon they asked the rest of the trainers to sabotage him with their boring legal talks.
***
Oh yey! He’s interested in what I have to say AND he’s deaf! He must be the perfect man! It proves to be a tricky thing to get me in one of the other rooms. As I’m also deaf, we need to get kissingly close to talk to each others ear. Oh well, he’s going to take a long adventurous holiday anyhow, so who cares.
***
I should somehow stop drinking. I haven’t eaten almost anything and I’m just so tired, this could turn out badly. By this time, my feet are just screaming inside my 13cm-high-heal pumps. Most respectable. All the birds here – eat your heart out! Where did the inductor go?! I need to hold tight to something before I fall off.
***
How did my colleagues grouped up about and started being funny?! It must be the drinks.
***
I don’t want to go home, boys?! Are you all going home?! My colleagues look undecidedly boring and ready to receive support before they fall down with sleep fever. I need to keep it happening, all those strangers want me at their party, I might as well go.
***
Rode behind a true Amsterdam bike. Tried to keep hold of the inductor’s body. Or hand, both should be fine. Had the most romantic ride in years to my place.. to my place?! Weren’t we supposed to go on partying?! Young man here says he’s tired. How come he wants to see my lovely room then?! Going up and down my stairs is no after-party, mister! We call it off! Until we shall meet again, ta-ta!
How about you? What do you mean you don’t know?! You don’t want to tell.. that’s different than if you don’t know..
***
Hey, at lunchtime we’re going to get costumes for tonight. In the neighbourhood, there’s this funky costumes shop. Kinky! Shopping perv stuff in your lunch time.. any day of the work week, honey!
***
Wanna, I have to ask you a favour. I’ll need you to put make up on me, later on today. You’re the make-up artist of the department. I think you’re the most experimented…
Well.. I say, anything to please a sister, true?!
***
We’re getting a limo to pick us up! Are you getting there by bus?! Good thing we arranged the limo in time, right?! Will you be changing your clothes in the lady’s room? Nooo.. I hope it doesn’t stink!
***
Ladies! I personally reserved the secretary’s room and stuck blanco’s on the glass windows so we’d have extra privacy and room to change. Are you getting your clothes changed in the office or are you going home? It’s such a hassle to go back, isn’t it?!
***
What is wrong with every one today? The buzz of the party got every one moving about.. I seriously doubt any one working in this building. Am I the only one to book a meeting room today?!
***
The German lady is here, the Dutch lady is here, another Dutch one joins.. the CFO pretending not to see us putting make-up on – stare to your feet, stare to your shoes, yes! Managed to pass them!
***
Faster, faster, need to get going! Arrgghh! Stupid earrings! They needed to get broken right now! Where am I getting pearls at this time of the night?! Man, the black gloves are making me sweat!! Girl, do I look good? Fine, thanks!
Ok, now I just need to get a taxi!
***
20 minutes of surfing the f#&king internet later, I was still looking for a taxi to get me there!! Retired to my room to yell. It’s better now. Ok, let’s get moving! Girl, help me get the damn taxi. We’re on the street. I feel like she’s the pimp and I’m the hustled. Not so difficult to get the cursed car afterall. Wave and smile!!
***
Are we supposed to use the highway to get there? The Russian taxi driver wants to be so incredibly fast. I got serenaded and complimented more than I was since I’m in the Netherlands, this should be a good night. Besides, he gave me way too much money back, felt like sharing costs. Spasiva anytime, my friend.
***
The sleazy tight gloves are making me madly thirsty. I tell you, I might as well be naked, if I have those gloves on, I’m still sweating. How do the queens do it so well?! They must be trained to wear gloves in Finnish saunas. They get an ice-cream as prize if they pass the test. No, they get whisky on rocks. Ah! I’ve made myself thirsty again. Where’s my drink?!
***
This is the best zoo I’ve seen before, with my most business-people colleagues I’ve known for months. Hopefully I’ll never know them better. How come they’re looking like pimps, whores, celebrities, dead people, aliens, rock stars, losers, financial advisors who missed their career, exotic diva’s and night birds. If you’re going to flap about the bar, just bring me a drink, will you, sweetheart?! Oh, no, we’re going upstairs, the party moved upstairs!!
***
It’s most entertaining to see all posh people around the tables after lining up for food, but I still see no drinks. By this time I was a wilted flower bird-of-praying on any one who’d have a drink in their hands. When the angels of light came to give us food for our souls. Actually, the waiters finally decided to serve some decent drinks. Laughed again and sipped on my dry white wine for the rest of the night.
***
Met some Italian whom I was brave enough to tell I really speak Italian. Boldly pretend I’m good at it for a rest of the while. Got intimidated, as he was actually taking me seriously. Who takes you seriously at a zoo and glitter party?! Needed to mingle.
***
Found some Dutch guys shocked on my Dutch. Must be language wonder night. I bet I can find some French or other language speakers, to expose my skills. Thought I’ve seen Alicia Keys, these drinks are good or a lot.
***
No-or-little-hair man with a blond-long-haired wig is catching attention at the keys while beauty queen voice still trying to make herself popular in the company’s band. Not bad, I think and shake my bun bun. I notice some people not just walk funny, they’re also a disgrace for the dance floor and some moves you need to remember. Or worse - never forget! That’s even unbearable when you’ll need to talk about processes and systems with a pink-feathered old boy. If I shake it more, will I stop thinking how embarrassing this thing’s going to look tomorrow?!
***
Man I couldn’t give a damn about looking posh, I’m taking off the annoying feverish gloves now! Life suddenly has a different meaning. All that air, all that freedom, the party can start!
***
My bus-colleague is there. I don’t only see him at work, also in the bus in the morning, once he touched my hair, couldn’t help it, so nicely to touch. What can I say, I’m irresistible. LoL. So shout about and tango around on some slow tune. So many people I know.
***
I mingle with my spontaneous Sales inductor. No that’s a person, not a machine. He’s actually the most spontaneous person I’ve met in an uptight business world. He must be lost and lonely in here. He must be gay anyhow, you just can’t behave like this at induction training – what are the poor inductees think?! That it’s an all-time laugh kind of thing?! I reckon they asked the rest of the trainers to sabotage him with their boring legal talks.
***
Oh yey! He’s interested in what I have to say AND he’s deaf! He must be the perfect man! It proves to be a tricky thing to get me in one of the other rooms. As I’m also deaf, we need to get kissingly close to talk to each others ear. Oh well, he’s going to take a long adventurous holiday anyhow, so who cares.
***
I should somehow stop drinking. I haven’t eaten almost anything and I’m just so tired, this could turn out badly. By this time, my feet are just screaming inside my 13cm-high-heal pumps. Most respectable. All the birds here – eat your heart out! Where did the inductor go?! I need to hold tight to something before I fall off.
***
How did my colleagues grouped up about and started being funny?! It must be the drinks.
***
I don’t want to go home, boys?! Are you all going home?! My colleagues look undecidedly boring and ready to receive support before they fall down with sleep fever. I need to keep it happening, all those strangers want me at their party, I might as well go.
***
Rode behind a true Amsterdam bike. Tried to keep hold of the inductor’s body. Or hand, both should be fine. Had the most romantic ride in years to my place.. to my place?! Weren’t we supposed to go on partying?! Young man here says he’s tired. How come he wants to see my lovely room then?! Going up and down my stairs is no after-party, mister! We call it off! Until we shall meet again, ta-ta!
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