fuck this job.com

There is nothing like a forced Christmas Party- you know the one-
You are in your last friggin year of a job and you work with people that you would rather run over than stand next to- and there is a Christmas party to get the shitty morale that everyone has happy-somehow-

Am I the only one who has ever tried to make-it wasn't a beeline- it was like an OJ Simpson "holy shit the LA Police are after my ass" run out the front door... and the principal stopped me-

Some questions...

1. Why do bosses think that we will not want to kill them at these things?
2. Why do people who I can't stand want to talk to me...there is no alcohol available- why would I ever like them?
3. Why do people want to talk to me about meetings that will occur a month off?
4. Why do all the gossip trolls invite me to their table- I hate them...
5. Why must music be blasted?

I am so miserable- I feel like a have a flu whenver Sunday comes along...