Oh, the classic office Christmas party.
For months, friendly emails and eye contact waiting in line for the microwave has been increasing.
Sexual tension is high.
You had a hot glass of wine and you felt very naughty.
It's time to finally blurt out that you're interested in each other and start squeezing your faces together in a corner.
But for two people, the office Christmas party is more than just a highlight of the year.
All of their colleagues were scared by the hot juicy gossip.
If something goes wrong with your office
For free, we 've asked people about the stories they hooked up with people at the office Christmas party, bringing you second-hand joy.
I'll start because I feel it's fair to share my story if I force people to reveal their office romance online.
OK, let me start by saying that the guy I met at the Christmas party is now my boyfriend.
We have been together for two years, we live together, we work together. So… success.
There was a lot of accumulation before.
We 've been sending messages for months, and we used to go to a workplace (
If you're curious, it's a festival dedicated to cats)
Here we are all shy and chatting in the usual work Bar.
Basically, I think we have a crush with him.
We didn't have a Christmas party or a spoiler.
But this is the official date we started because I went well.
After taking care of a friend who was a little too harsh on drinks, we decided it was time to go home.
The subway station was closed so we sent Uber back to my subway station.
He lives far away and we can split the cost and there won't be anything interesting.
We respect each other very much, just a short kiss.
But it turned out to be buying a McDonald's, sleeping on the same bed, and then going to work the next morning --
Being deprived and needing carbs is a very intimate experience.
Finally, we decided to have a real date with each other.
We did it, it went well, and soon we had a good relationship.
We had a very serious discussion about what would happen if something went wrong (
If someone cheated them they had to leave their job and if it was a break-up with each other we could work together and make sure we could work together as friends)
And kept things secret for months, with an official announcement on Barcelona's casual holiday Instagram.
It's all sweet, he's cute, it's my first healthy relationship, even if initially worried about whether we'll be fired or not. Anyway.
Now I'm very embarrassed. can we read other people's stories?
So, a hook-up happened four years ago.
Yes, there is a building, mainly about the building.
Have been together for lunch, constant flirting and messaging.
I went to his apartment for dinner and nothing happened.
The Christmas party is coming and I'm basically sure it will happen at night.
He arrived late than everyone and was a little cold to me.
This is what we have been waiting for, I think!
I caught him in a quiet corner with a very passionate snob and then he said, "I can't see you all night, but I'll explain it later.
"Then I saw him with a girl who had just arrived.
His partner pulled me aside, like, oh yeah, that's his girlfriend.
I did any 22-year-
What the old man did: I found a handsome stranger and kissed him in front of the staff.
The guy at work got angry and pulled me outside and yelled at me when his best friend occupied his girlfriend.
He said it was malicious.
He said he didn't want to be with his girlfriend, he wanted to be with me and he didn't know his girlfriend would show up. Then he leaves.
I didn't talk to him a week later.
One day we did sleep together after work at the same time, but we didn't talk again until I handed in the notice a month later.
He moved to London two years ago, messaged me and asked if I wanted to make an appointment for a drink. I said no.
I always thought he was a very good person and we had a similar interest.
We get along very well, and in my opinion I think I will work with him in the future, so I never thought about crossing the career line.
He told me because he always likes me when we work together, but he doesn't want to act on it because he wants to be professional.
Because we all drank too much wine, we still don't know who took the first step.
But last year we danced at the Christmas party in a nightclub, and then it suddenly happened.
We kissed suddenly.
Colleagues found us and from what I remember, I ran to the toilet awkwardly.
I can't believe what happened.
My friend followed me and we talked about it in shock.
When we were all drunk, I was obviously not worried that people would see it, but I think I regretted it right away.
After talking to my friends, I realized that everyone saw the kiss and I think we just kept talking and dancing.
Later, when we got back to him, we both soon fainted on the sofa.
We all woke up and moved to his room to sleep, then I woke up around eleven o'clock A. M. wearing my belt, jeans and jacket with makeup on my face and lying on the cover.
I immediately thought of what everyone would think when working on Monday, I saw so many missed calls and messages on my work friend's mobile phone, I really couldn't face the reply, I was embarrassed.
In my opinion, I had to leave his house right away because I thought it must have been a drunken mistake, but then he asked me if I wanted to stay for lunch, I knew it was different. it wouldn't be awkward.
Anyway, he is leaving his job, so there is no consequence.
Most people said they saw it coming and others said they were shocked.
I can't believe it myself!
Thankfully, this is the last week of work before Christmas, so it means that most people are on vacation, so I don't have to face too much embarrassment.
It also means wanting everyone to forget what happened during the Christmas holiday (I hoped).
We met several times during Christmas for dinner and drinks and I realized I really liked him.
I think, because I knew he was off work, I allowed myself to like him more-and it has been growing since then.
Next week, December 15, it will be a year for us to get together for the first time.
January is our official anniversary
He is now a complete part of my family and life.
And I think he's my dad's best friend . . . . . . I always liked him a little, but we were always busy with work and never really went deep into anything.
I have never really tested water.
When we finished working at 5/6 in the morning, I never felt or saw my best side and thought it was a good time to try.
However, we occasionally drink after the end and we always have a pleasant and enjoyable time.
We were bartenders so we didn't have a real Christmas party and we put off "thanks for the work at the Christmas party" on January ".
We closed the bar one night on Sunday, when we were usually very quiet and basically just working on drinks, karaoke and stupid bar games.
We spent most of the evening playing the bar games together, where there was a lot of wine.
Several people asked me individually if I was interested in him, but I was cautious and strange.
As a result, they asked him. he was very interested.
Not sure the exact steps that lead to the "main event", but we ended up going to the disabled toilet together and you can guess the rest.
It was very drunk, sloppy, and embarrassed to fumble with each other at the door and on the wall.
Knowing how uncomfortable the floor is means lying down is never an option.
The sink was also a bit dodgy and didn't really stick on the wall, so when we leaned against it or I bent over I was a little scared that I would tear the whole thing off the wall.
We were all done because the drunken toilet connection was OK.
When we came out, everyone saw us go in and applaud. Horrific.
There is absolutely no change after that.
Instead of hooking up, we have always maintained a relationship with friends, continued to work together, enjoyed happiness together, and even met new partners.
Our colleagues made fun of us, but we just accepted it.
I don't live in the same city anymore, but we are still friends with Facebook and wouldn't be embarrassed to see him if I came back.
I met him once in the office before the party but didn't interact.
I had a boyfriend at the time so I didn't see or notice anyone else.
In any case, we heard the boss give a Christmas speech while dancing at the Christmas party and Sam said something inappropriate to me and we all started howling.
Honestly, the next thing I remember was putting it on in a room behind the club.
We left together but actually I was on my way to meet my boyfriend and trying to get rid of him.
But we did have a conversation after someone told me he had a girlfriend.
I was going to tell him I had a boyfriend and I had a girlfriend before I said anything he wanted to say, so don't worry about it being anything.
He followed me home to take me to the hotel.
I got rid of him, like, f *, what did I do, how could I get back to the office, but in the office the next day we started chatting on Slack.
It's a nice romantic start, but there's a big gap between fellowship and official parties.
The Christmas party was our first meeting, but we didn't get together until April.
We have cats now.
It has so much accumulation.
For a few months, we were sitting across the street, just flirting between customer calls.
It made the work more enjoyable and I spent 99% of my happiness and confidence there.
We had a great time on Christmas Day and several of us went to a club.
We kissed in the corner of the nightclub.
I'm not sure who of us is the first step.
I'm sure no one saw us, even though we were very paranoid about it-because we both had partners at the time.
Anyway, I think a lot of people in the office have shipped us.
They always tell us how good we will be together.
The next day was awkward.
We talked on the phone about what happened and swore we were just friends.
However, I can see that he is satisfied with himself.
Sexual tension continues, and after a few months we really slept together a few times.
In the long run, this will definitely make the work more uncomfortable, especially when we have to face music with our respective partners-we have to resent each other for a while.
I don't work in the same place right now, but over the years, since we managed to maintain a friendly relationship-there is no longer a chemical reaction between us, we rarely meet, but if the other person needs it, we will be there all the time.
Working in a production company (
Hull Truck theater in particular)
Great for a single girl in her 20 s.
There are so many new arrivals in every show, so I will scan the cast head and look for potential boyfriend material.
We'll meet up in the foyer with the new cast and crew, and I found Chris, The George cast, who starred in a show called Cooking with Elvis Presley.
I was immediately fascinated.
I started to avoid him for three years because I was too embarrassed to talk to him socially.
If I run into him at the supermarket, I push it down the aisle.
If I run into him in the green room, I'll stand up against him with my back for a drink.
He thought I hated him.
The only thing I managed to say to him was that I found a rotten butternut pumpkin behind the wardrobe.
I think it's much more lovely to keep quiet.
I was at Hull Truck Christmas party and after a trip to the toilet Chris walked up to me and said "You look great" and went back to my companion.
I giggled nervously and replied, "So are you.
He gave me a glass of wine and lit it for meit was pre-2007)
I said excitedly, "Chris just said I looked good.
After the initial compliments and compliments, we were all standing and smoking in a funky dress and looking forward to him, and Chris came up with a frustrated eleganceto-
"Give us a kiss . "
Let's talk about these c ** s.
"I fell and fell.
We kissed outside the bar and heard a lot of less subtle whispers saying "look-Lucy and Chris are kissing ", because every member of the theater bar and house staff take turns spying.
Returning to the theater the next morning, the executive director announced how much fun Lucy had at the party last night, and I hid under the table with a red face.
We didn't leave the party together that night.
But just a few days later, Chris was kicked off on the news night of another show-the gadget.
After Cooking with Elvis, he took his ass to the stage and watched comedy sex scenes with about three different characters, and now he is putting on a festival farce, including fishing net tights and longevity gloves when wearing PVC mini redesign
I want to play the Queen's video for free.
So this is an attempt before you buy it in some way.
Please note that the events after the news night did not involve the impression of PVC or Freddie Mercury, thankfully.
It certainly doesn't matter because despite the festive wine, he stayed with me until he called the next night to attend the show.
We are married.
We have a mortgage.
We're in there all our lives.
Although we can annoy each other very seriously, he is definitely the only one for me.
When we got married, it was 2011. since 2006, I have called Newcastle my home.
So I will say we will always be inside
I am very happy about this.