Tonight was the Office Server Group non-denominational winter solstice party, a dinner cruise just like last year. I had a blast; it was much more entertaining than a year ago. I took Marc as my date (but he left afterward to hang out with his girlfriend, the tease), and met up with a coworker I never speak with and his fiancée, who turned out to be a lot of fun. There wasn't enough room at the table with the people I planned on spending the evening with on the first floor, and the third floor included all three levels of management above me all together, which wasn't too attractive. So, we settled on a cozy (and I mean that in the most insulting way, as in "incredibly cramped") table for four on the second floor. Among our four hours of conversation topics, I had the distinct pleasure of having to explain to the other guy's fiancée the intricacies of goatse (do not search for that at work... or... ever) in non-obscene terms. That wasn't really the highlight of the night.
Oh, and the guy with the Utilikilt was there, at the next table over.
All in all, very entertaining. Having never really spent any time with my coworker before, I essentially met two people tonight. That's like a record.
My favorite unexpected compliment in a long time came tonight when I was introduced by one of the guys from my team as something to the effect of "Travis, by far the funniest guy on the team. He also looks like a hitman." My least favorite unexpected slam in recent years was probably "Travis? I didn't think he was creative" when Anne Sweet heard that some of my poetry was being published. (Anne Sweet was the Director of Marketing for the honors program I was in in school.)