I never really understood the appeal of a company holiday party…until now. As a person who doesn’t drink too much, it was incredibly amusing to watch the rest of my co-workers get pissed to the point of word slurring. All in all a good time…though I question the dancing to a song about a massacre…I have to say it was odd to watch the crowd flail around to U2’s “Sunday Bloody Sunday…now I’m still wondering why there are poinsettia all over the office, a Christmas tree on the receptionists desk, I think there’s a wreath on the door too, and I have yet to see any sign of Hannukah