Heady mix of alcohol, suntan lotion and hormones...

Just came back from the company do... 3 days 2 nights of rest, relaxation and celebration for the "achievers"...

Arrived Friday afternoon and checked in. Flush not working. Called housekeeping. Changed and went swimming.

Frolicked by the pool. Amazing how the normally reserved women shed their clothes, preferring to don the bright.. and skimpy (not that I'm complaining) bikinis *grin*.

Won't bore you with the description of the rest of the trip, but there's this thing about going on holidays with the office folks which happens EVERY TIME with EVERY COMPANY... and all this happens with the official "party"...

Standard Operating Procedure for the Party

First, every one arrives at the function room in their get ups... some looking embarrassed, some bored, some proud of their bodies, their costumes, themselves. People milled around the buffet line, wolfing down the wide variety of foods, hungry from the long trip. Soon, the festivities begin and the emcee gets everyone standing with the ice-breakers. Soon after, the booze flows... and everyone seems to be best friends with everyone else.

Woman start looking more delectable *smack* and men start getting interested. Thoughts of "Hey, never noticed her before" start popping up and everyone's getting friendlier... dirty dancing and hands sidle up to waists... beer goggles in full gear here.

Soon though, everyone heads out the door with their stash of alcohol and head towards their private parties... some ending only in the wee hours of the morning.

In a few hours, everyone's back on the breakfast buffet line. Bleary eyed and heads throbbing through alcohol-induced dehydration... By lunch time, rumours of couplings the night before start making their rounds. People start speculating... and eyes are peeled for evidence of these news sparks of romance / lust...

End of the trip and everyone goes home. Some couples would have come of these. Some will go on strong. Most, however, will just fade away... the magic of the relationship fading away with the fading of the tans...

Yup. Happens every time with every trip I've been to... *shrug*...

And oh... the flush never got fixed...