Last night was our annual awards banquet, and I have to admit that it was better than the other two I have attended. In the past, we've even ducked out before the awards were over, but this year we stayed 'til midnight, and even got some dancing in.
It was pretty interesting watching the dynamics of my group. In particular, there's the Philippino lady who's been with us for years and sells an incredible amount of insurance, but from what I heard last night, does so by telling newly landed Philippino immigrants that insurance is mandatory in Canada.
There's the manager who needs to be on What Not to Wear because she buys the ugliest dresses I've ever seen. Seriously, the one she had on last night was pink floral with a peach-coloured organza wrap threaded through the straps.
Then there's the fifty-two year old single advisor who brought her (older) best friend, whom we dubbed the drunk girl. Not only was she wearing some kind of Demi Moore outfit from St. Elmo's Fire, but after who knows how many drinks she threw herself against the wall on the dance floor and started pumping her fists into the air, lol.
Definitely interesting. On top of all that, we got to have some yummy roast beef served with a nice cabernet, dance a few times to Michael Jackson or Katie Perry, and bring home some roses. It was good.