Apparently, the term 'Black Friday' traditionally refers to the Friday after Thanksgiving in the US, which is one of the busiest shopping days of the year.
Where I work, we have a slightly different interpretation.
Affectionately known as "the black 'un", it is the last Friday before Christmas; the day in which the entire unit (barring the skeleton crew left at work, and a few scaredy-cats who value their dignity and, in some cases, marriages) descends on the town centre and gets completely shit-faced, leaving behind a trail of broken hearts, bloody noses and STI's. It starts as a ticketed do in a grotty room above a pub, until the management realises what the fuck they've let themselves in for and start kicking people out. This is because usually, by the time the ticketed thing starts at 7pm, most people have actually already been drinking for between 2 and 7 hours.
Basically, it is the culmination of putting up with a year of this sort of thing; a huge venting of stress.
Partners are supposed to be banned, but since me and Mr Door both work there we get an exemption.
We got our tickets yesterday* :o)
*We are numbers 100 and 101. The town isn't going to know what's hit it..
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Please try to get a picture of you and Mr Door shit-faced in the local paper and then hopefully you can be the image the press uses every time the phrases "booze Britain", "binge drinking" and "shameless" pop up.
N.B. Dropping your knickers round your ankles isn't going to hack it any more.
I have a feeling I'll be in bed by 10pm unable to keep up with the pace... I'm a complete lightweight. It's good entertainment however :o)
I have just snorted tea down my nose! I got the email invite today for our xmas do and it promises to parallel yours, I can't do it, too old and so will have to invent a shameful excuse ... la, you are my ghost of christmas do's past! :-)
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