The annual holiday office party is the one occasion my silver fox boss isn't his rigid, uptight selfnot to mention completely liberated of a sense of humor. For a single, magical evening, he replaces Armani with a Santa suit and grabs a couple drinks with his employees. He might even chuckle once or twice!
Through no fault of my own, I end up half-naked and embarrassingly drunk on candy cane Jell-O shots. I plant my sweet rear on his lap, call him Daddy Christmas, tell him I've been a good boy, and ask for a very specific gift.
So I'm pretty sure I'm about to get fired.
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