Corporate Party

The big corporate party happened today at the Capitol Theater. Patterned after the Oscars, the corporate big brass, disguised as paparazzi, were all there at the entrance awaiting the arrival of the "celebrities"...namely us. They hired impersonators from the entertainment industry to liven up the shindig - "Joan Rivers" interviewing the camera-worthy personalities gracing the entrance for one. The others I can remember were Charlie Chaplin, Dr. Evil with Minime, Groucho Marx, Marilyn Monroe and Elvis. There was also a live band, acrobatic performers, food tables (the risotto was to die for but don't be caught dead with the Chinese stir fry), appetizer trays, free booze and prizes...really a nice touch!

I wasn't too hammered that night and came away with newfound acquaintances whose names I can't remember. I dread the time I come across them in a corridor with them greeting me by name while I try winging theirs. I'm so bad with names. I remember sometime back...I forget how long, going out with this chick. We had been dating for like 3 weeks already, and at a party, I introduced her to friends, only to forget her name. It went something like this: "Oh, by the way, I'd like you all to meet my special lady.....(dead air)...ahhhh...(dead air)..." while everyone was waiting for me to say her name. She knew I was sweating bullets but did nothing to save me. I could imagine her thinking: "Okay...so you forget my name. I'll let you hang there and twist in the wind a little longer". Finally, she extended her hand to my friends and introduced herself instead. Good thing she didn't dump me that night. I can't think about that event without feeling a sense of deep embarrassment.

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