Our office Christmas party, as it does every year, starts at 11:30. Who the fuck eats lunch at 11:30 am? Only in America.
And I have no clue on who decided on the cheap, mediocre (according to online reviews) Mexican restaurant this year. In the past, we at least got to vote on which cheap, mediocre restuarant we wanted to plunk down our own money on. This year, no choice.