Okay. Let me just take stock of whatever happened to our Business Center Christmas Party so that, in the event that I'm still here by next year, we'll do better.
Just a few observations will suffice, for now:
1.) The food was great and we didn't miss Ma'am Ellen's lechon (By the way, the lechon was a gift from her client, not from her, and it wasn't for her to withdraw it. Just saying). But we didn't take into equation that there were Muslims among us (We only had beef and chicken, no fish).
2.) The venue was okay. It did help that the Credit Card Department spruced it up quite nicely, given how little budget they had. Our estimate was correct regarding the size of the function room; it did hold all of us without appearing cramped.
3.) The theme was nice. Many dressed up for it.
Now we go to the ugly, the program:
4.) We didn't have a freakin' program director (that was supposed to be Sam's job by the way). If there was, we wouldn't have to endure minutes of mind-numbing gaps between the segments, with Ana and Beth, our dearly beloved emcees, trying to ad lib their way with a figurative "HELP!" sign on their foreheads.
5.) Really, Sar? Emo songs for your acoustic segment? Emo songs on a Christmas party? And what kind of gag show was that?
6.) As observed by Sir Ramy, the games had to be more inclusive and group-oriented. And the props need to be there even before the programs starts. And games need to be more imaginative, not the variety you commonly see in your children's party. Vine could have done better as the game director.
7.) And since I'm already pointing fingers, I'm pointing at myself. Why didn't I take a more active role? Why did I resort to my exams as an excuse to not be part of the committee? Why did I assume that all will be fine?
As it turned out, it didn't.
Anyway, enough of the self-loathing. Merry Christmas everyone.
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