Just in time for Christmas: A Barf Story!

Last Christmas I was here in Australia and working at the corporate headquarters for the biggest chain of gyms in the country. Naturally we had a HUGE Christmas party where they rented out the top floor of this club and had open bar, good food and of course a hot DJ. Now lots of people got outta control at the party and were of course the subject of office gossip for weeks to come. Fortunetely for me, I committed my extremely embarassing antics very late in the night and at a second scene of the crime (the bar next door to where the party was held). Some others however were not so lucky, perhaps not so surprisingly most of the stories were about the marketing and HR girls (who always seem to be wild..no matter what company it is). One of the marketing girls, who by the way came to the party looking very nice, new dress, shoes, the whole works, was basically passed out on a couch in the club about 2 hours into the party (there were lots of victims of the pink champagne that was being served). Anyhow at some stage she threw up and was looking quite a mess..which does happen we all know, difference is that the next day she was telling everyone at work that she was sooo mad because someone had barfed on her new shoes at the party (wonder who that was?). So cut to almost a year later and there are 2 new branches of the gym opening up here in Brisbane so there are billboards everywhere..billboards with the marketing girl who barfed on her shoes and one of the managing directors riding bikes to advertise the gym..so everytime I see one of them I giggle a bit b/c she barfed on her own shoes!!