During Thursday night’s company Christmas dinner, Fay suggested that the bunch of non-management have a little gathering last night. I am an honourary non-management – I think it’s because Fay never thought of me as the boss when she was working for me. Which makes me think that I was a good boss and that I can be a good manager, just as soon as I get some real subordinates.

First, we had Vietnamese noodles at Tra Vinh. What was meant to be a casual dinner turned out to be a venting session about work. I had to steer the conversation away and started hassling this colleague about his “ball and chain” condition, ie. his girlfriend. Heh.

After dinner, we headed to Utopia for a session of amateur singing. I am not a fan of karaoke but it becomes more fun when the company that you are with really gets into it. I kept to early to late 90s Mandarin, Cantonese and English songs. Or as my younger colleagues (ok all of them) like to call it: “my era”.

Two hours of throat exercising later, it was time to exercise our throats in a different way – alcohol consumption. Woohoo! This part of the night was spent at The Deen. Fay especially got into it because it’s been a while since she’s been clubbing. A jug of Illusion, shots of Tequila, laughter, good music and eye candy make for a fun time.

Before too long it was time to head off home as some of my colleagues were getting tired. And I’d like to rub this in some more: they were all younger than me. Granted, it is a Friday and we had been working. But still. Heh.

We made a slight detour for some quick snacks and then went our separate ways. I had a good time tonight and I think there’s an unspoken promise to “let’s do this again”.