It really was a great gesture from our management team. The annual office Christmas Party would be an overnight affair at a ski resort, and to help the families on staff, kids would be invited to attend their own Christmas party in another ballroom complete with babysitters.
My wife and I were the first to arrive at the ballroom, and were shocked when we found out the party room wasn’t next door to the grown-up party, but instead down a hall, down a flight of stairs, and down another hall.
“I’m not going to the party,” my wife reacted.
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