Well spank me already!

It was bound to happen. There aren't enough people signed up to go to the company picnic.

Time to spank the managers. Yes, that's right, shame on us, and our ungrateful employees who just didn't find it necessary to give up their Saturday off to travel two hours from home to the picnic site and rub elbows with people we prefer

to not even have to deal with Monday through Friday 8-5 as it is.

It is a very nice picnic area. There are loads and loads of fun things to do. I know if I do go, I probably will end up enjoying myself. But if there is one thing I absolutely abhor, it is being told I have to attend functions for work that fall outside of work hours and under the category of entertainment.

If they asked me to go work for a day in a soup kitchen, I would give up my day more readily.

My boss, who is a lovely person, went around and nicely guilted people into saying they would come, which now puts pressure on me to show up, since I am their manager. My husband won't go, my kids are working, so now I will be stuck driving two hours one way by myself and back. I wonder if I can put the mileage in my expense report.


Now, everyone shut up and just enjoy yourselves!!!