Monday, March 9, 2009

No Shots For You


Last week, I jetted down to Key West for a long weekend of working, coordinating, and being an all-around travel agent to a hoard of salespeople. 

If  you happened to catch my post from two weeks ago (yea, I have been a major slacker, my apologies for zero posts last week), you might recall my mentioning my Spring Break-esque trip down to Florida to celebrate a few of our top salespeople's achievements this year. The trip went almost perfectly (there was one snag - the hotel lost one of my very, very important boxes and my boss was not pleased). 

I did have one fear going into the trip and that was consuming alcohol. The most drinking I have done around co-workers has been at going-away parties and cocktail parties. But I'm not exaggerating when I say I would abstain from drinking more than two glasses of wine/beer. Getting drunk and telling off my boss scared me sober. At my old company, it was easy to avoid drinking. Usually when I was working events, drinking a few glasses while on the job would be deemed tacky. And when I was in social settings, it was easy to nurse a glass of wine. 

My new job, however, has led me into a land of temptation where our sales team will moan and groan if they aren't given more than two drink tickets at a work happy hour function paid for by our company. This trip was especially tricky because it involved being "off" the job on a tiny island where it was highly probable that I would happen upon my co-workers and my boss at bars on Duval Street. And gasp I might be drunk.

And happen upon them drunk I did. I saw one co-worker unsuccessfully try to pick up girls by buying them Jell-O shots. One co-worker, when asked if he had had a good night responded with, "Yes, and a great morning" - yea ew. And another co-worker drunkenly followed me and my friend back to our room (stopping only to thrust his pelvis a few times while in front of our boss's hotel room) to only realize that he had gone two floors too high when he couldn't find room 235 on the fourth floor. Over-served is an understatement. 

The whole purpose of this trip of course was to relax. And when I say relax, I mean the salespeople who had won the trip were there to kick back. I was there to work. So I was naturally nervous to consume one too many beverages when I was off the clock. Which was confirmed, when as I was about to shove a Jell-O shot of my own down my throat, one of higher up salespeople told me I should veer away from any kind of shots. Apparently, my boss loathes them. Which he then followed up with, "Don't worry, I won't tell him I saw you take one." Which of course caused me to have a minor panic attack.

So I threw out that shot of raspberry Jell-O and vodka goodness, and ordered another beer. Any other shots that were bought for me by co-workers that night, I would pretend to take and then throw out. I was being overly cautious, but let's just say I was glad I didn't have to lay on the floor of my hotel bathroom the whole next day. 

While I can't say that I wasn't a teensy bit inebriated most nights of my work vacation, I can truthfully say that I didn't embarrass myself in front of my boss (though I have to admit I made one of my co-workers pretend to be my older brother to ward off a 40-something drunken tourist with a tongue ring who just would not leave me alone).

I was really proud of the way I was able to enjoy myself and not overdo it. I had a great vacation and I met some great people. Oh, and I got a little, itty bit of a tan.

13 comments:

Lindsay McHugh said...

Getting a tan (no matter how faint) is the best way to come back from a vacation.

Lindsay said...

I wish my job would send me to Florida. I know you were working most of the time, but I'm glad you were able to sneak in some fun, too :)

cavy said...

at least you got some warmth and sunshine out of it :) if my boss were around, even off the clock, i'd be afraid of the shots too!

High-heel gal said...

Throwing shots away is definitely a sign that you value your job more than booze. (no matter how painful it must have been!)

Hey, at least you know your co-workers are fun, so when (and if) you ever do want to get drunk, you'll have some drinking buddies!

Moi said...

sounds like fun minue the tongue ring guy!
I'm with you - I would be so worried about drinking too much at a work thing.

THE FASHION DUNGJEN said...

Hah! The comment about your co-worker having a great morning was so creepy it made me laugh out loud in class. Oops.

Sam said...

Thanks for this post! "Social drinking" is much more popular at my company than at other places I've worked, and I wasn't quite sure how I would handle the first company cocktail party. So, I definitely appreciate hearing about your experience, and props for handling the situation well!

Bayjb said...

Way to go you. I had to go to Florida for vacation and it was never that much fun. But i'm glad you didn't overindulge. Easy to do but hard to make up for it.

Christina said...

That sucks you had to steer clear from those shots! I agree with high-heel gal: you clearly value your job more than wasting alcohol! But you have to do what's right, and for that, good job!

The good thing is you came back with a tad bit of tan. :)

Sassy Molassy said...

Good work on avoiding the shots. Some of those hosted work events/conferences can get a bit out of control. However, I imagine that with the economy as it is, companies will star doing a bit less of the hosted all you can drink affairs.

Jean said...

sounds like it was pretty good overall! the tan was a nice bonus.

Blaez said...

uh! i love shots!!

we were in the area ourselves this past week. so much fuN!!

Andrea said...

key west 09 "take your tie off" im still soo strung out