One of my lower priority professional goals is to, someday, attend an uber-crazy, alcohol-fueled office party. I mean a party where everyone’s trashed, stumbling around the dance floor, and turning “finger-food” into “fist-food”… and not just me.
Maybe I should become a San Francisco firefighter. The San Francisco Chronicle is reporting that a drunken tailgate party ended with 30 off-duty firefighters descending upon a nearby soup kitchen run by nuns. Violence ensued. “Hoses” were exposed. A soup kitchen volunteer was closely inspected for a fire code violation in her pants.
Any firefighter will attest to the efficacy of first-class debauchery as a means of blowing off occupational stress and promoting camaraderie. Because when you’re battling an inferno, you feel much closer to your fellow firefighters if you’ve seen them drunk and terrorizing nuns.
