I could tell you about how my boss got drunk and embarrassed me at the office Christmas Party Part I, by announcing to everyone in my department, all of my colleagues and superiors, that I am in a band called the Maxipads.
I could tell you how she informed them all that I'd be happy to email out the link to the Maxipads Myspace page.
I could tell you about how the next morning, I heard the song "I Want Your Halloweenie" start playing from several different offices at once.
I could tell you about how it was just like that nightmare where you show up to work with no pants on.
I could tell you how this happened LAST WEEK and people are STILL walking by my desk going "Halloweenie!"
I could yell you about how this was the most embarrassed I've ever been in a professional situation, ever.
But I'm not going to tell you that. Instead, I'm going to tell you that former San Francisco 49ers quarterback and current Monday Night Football commentator Steve Young is one of the most handsome men in the world, and I cannot find a picture online that does him justice. So thus, you're stuck with this.
Not too shabby.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
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I find the phrase 'aah bollox to 'em!' works wonders when dealing with such embarrassment. You get to have fun pissing around on stage, they get their kicks sniggering about a name that was intended to be funny? Do their parents pick them up when the bell goes?
I might have to check out The Maxipads at their next gig. Maybe I can meet up with Julie!
Merry christmas peeps, I am off to the Sunny climes of Wales (where men are men, and sheep are nervous) to visit the rents, have a good 'un
Embrace your maxipad-ness.
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