Last night Timmy and I went to a museum charity auction/wine tasting soiree. It proved to me that just because you have money doesn't mean you have class. There was a guy there who cut off a HUGE chunk of brie, then picked it up with his fingers and walked off with it. Another guy was eating piece after piece of salmon, while standing over the salmon platter. And don't even get me started on the group of "fine ladies" who were hogging the shrimp!
As for some of the fashion statements, well, that's a whole nother story. The dress code was supposed to be ties for the men and "above business" for the ladies. The guys from my office wore ties, but took them off and stuffed them in their pockets within 15 minutes of arriving. (They also pretty much stayed right next to the beer table all night.) One older guy there was wearing a lime green bow tie, a pale yellow shirt, and pink pants. He was awesome. Another guy was wearing a nice shirt, tie and jacket, but with pepto bismol pink pants. MOST of the women were wearing dresses. One woman, and she had to be 40 year old, was wearing a black baby doll shirt, a bright multicolored mini skirt, and black boots that came up to her knees. Another woman, also looked to be in her 40's, was wearing a white baby doll t shirt, cowboy boots, and a jeans miniskirt so low on her hips that she almost fell out of it several times.
What are these people thinking?
Meanwhile, the people I work with who were in attendance didn't bother to speak much to Timmy and me. I think they invited only the employees of a certain level and higher. I was easily the least important person there. And while they all knew me and would speak to me at the office, most of them couldn't be bothered with socializing with me. Whatever, I was just there for the free food and alcohol. And to make fun of all the rich folk. Ha ha.
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