Unlike Manny Pacquiao, I was not as lucky (joyful and triumphant) during our Christmas party last night. I did not win anything from the raffle at all. Sob. I pathetically watch as all those (my) dream items (i.e. Magic Sings, iPods, Digital Cameras, Home Entertainment Systems) were awarded to the lucky ones…but never me. Sob again. Well, I should have learned not to expect a long time ago. I have not won any raffle item in all the Christmas parties I have gone to during my ENTIRE corporate lifetime. Hikbi.
And to think I have gone to great lengths letting my hair down (literally) that night, ready to sing “Walang Sabit…ang buhok ko!” using my NEW Magic Sing to Riki when I get home from the party! Talk about great (or rather false) hopes. Emi has a big sign on her forehead last night --> LOOOSSSEEERRR!
Actually, everyone from my department did not win anything from the raffle. Hmmm…is that bar code reader rigged?!?
And thus, because of this unfair turn of events and my current state of soreness and sour-graping, let me just continue some more with my rants about that sucker party.
1. XMAS PRESENTATIONS: We all know that Christmas parties here in Pinas would not be complete without the employees bringing the house down with their team performances. It is the time of the year when everyone can justify showing their wild and creative sides and feel competitive over costumes and audience impact. Watching all the other four group’s (department’s) presentations that night though was like watching a noontime show in the local channel. Did I just miss it, or the main criteria (50%) for the presentations is that there should be…. DANCING!?!?! All groups (except ours) just danced the whole ten minutes in their alien/martian costumes (our theme this year is FUTURISTIC). And now that I am trying to hark it back to my memory, their dance steps seems to be all the same. Did they all hire the same choreographer? Boo-hoo! So conventional. So cliché. Can’t they be more creative than that? Do they even know the concept of thinking out of the box sometimes?! Well, there is also the talent factor that we have to consider, so ok fine, let them just dance.
I am so glad (and proud!) my team did not do any of those typical numbers. We did a re-enactment of this, and rocked the house down with a banger song! Yeah!!! And yes, that landed us on the last place. Pffft.
This is the team that won first place. Well, I have to give them due credit. Their costumes are truly “out-of-this-world”. Full marks for that criterion. And mind you, they did not just do a dance number, they also had an inter-galactic pageant portion. Oh well.
2. PARTY HOSTS: There were four of them. I love the first three. Great emcee skills and very respectable. The last person though, was a bad choice. She scraped the glamour from the event and made our head ache with her unwitty and more often, undignified remarks. I only have one word. BA-LE. Go figure.
3. SPECIAL NUMBERS: Can you eat while someone is screaming..."This is the moment...that perfect moment....?" And yes, there's more. After the main program, what do you expect? Enter…. the SHOWBAND! Before we hurt our ears when they started singing the national anthems…”I said Hey..Heyyy..I love you till the morning comes” and “I’m horny..horny…horny!” we were out of the ballroom, roadrunner style (beep! Beep!).
I am yet to experience a cool party where Rivermaya and Bamboo will sing Xmas songs to us till we drop from exhaustion and loss of voice.
But losers we may be, the camera whore in us prevailed, so we managed to give our best smile for this last pose before we split.
And to think I have gone to great lengths letting my hair down (literally) that night, ready to sing “Walang Sabit…ang buhok ko!” using my NEW Magic Sing to Riki when I get home from the party! Talk about great (or rather false) hopes. Emi has a big sign on her forehead last night --> LOOOSSSEEERRR!
Actually, everyone from my department did not win anything from the raffle. Hmmm…is that bar code reader rigged?!?
And thus, because of this unfair turn of events and my current state of soreness and sour-graping, let me just continue some more with my rants about that sucker party.
1. XMAS PRESENTATIONS: We all know that Christmas parties here in Pinas would not be complete without the employees bringing the house down with their team performances. It is the time of the year when everyone can justify showing their wild and creative sides and feel competitive over costumes and audience impact. Watching all the other four group’s (department’s) presentations that night though was like watching a noontime show in the local channel. Did I just miss it, or the main criteria (50%) for the presentations is that there should be…. DANCING!?!?! All groups (except ours) just danced the whole ten minutes in their alien/martian costumes (our theme this year is FUTURISTIC). And now that I am trying to hark it back to my memory, their dance steps seems to be all the same. Did they all hire the same choreographer? Boo-hoo! So conventional. So cliché. Can’t they be more creative than that? Do they even know the concept of thinking out of the box sometimes?! Well, there is also the talent factor that we have to consider, so ok fine, let them just dance.
I am so glad (and proud!) my team did not do any of those typical numbers. We did a re-enactment of this, and rocked the house down with a banger song! Yeah!!! And yes, that landed us on the last place. Pffft.
This is the team that won first place. Well, I have to give them due credit. Their costumes are truly “out-of-this-world”. Full marks for that criterion. And mind you, they did not just do a dance number, they also had an inter-galactic pageant portion. Oh well.
2. PARTY HOSTS: There were four of them. I love the first three. Great emcee skills and very respectable. The last person though, was a bad choice. She scraped the glamour from the event and made our head ache with her unwitty and more often, undignified remarks. I only have one word. BA-LE. Go figure.
3. SPECIAL NUMBERS: Can you eat while someone is screaming..."This is the moment...that perfect moment....?" And yes, there's more. After the main program, what do you expect? Enter…. the SHOWBAND! Before we hurt our ears when they started singing the national anthems…”I said Hey..Heyyy..I love you till the morning comes” and “I’m horny..horny…horny!” we were out of the ballroom, roadrunner style (beep! Beep!).
I am yet to experience a cool party where Rivermaya and Bamboo will sing Xmas songs to us till we drop from exhaustion and loss of voice.
But losers we may be, the camera whore in us prevailed, so we managed to give our best smile for this last pose before we split.
To alleviate our sadness, we (me and my other LOSER friends) just let Cuervo Gold cool our nerves before we finally went home and call it an unlucky night.
And also, Manny worked hard for his win. He earned it. Me on the hand, just bet on my good luck. Which sad to say, i don't have. Hmph! 'Nuff said.
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