Every a number of week, our (now Australian) parent company would hold a Beer and Pizza event. It is an after work social to get people together. Free Beer and Pizza!
First I got conned by the low alcohol beer. It was a Carlsberg but only got 0.5% alcohol. I thought it was a proper one, but conned by the label until someone told me.
The emails went around the office before promoted the after party to be some kind of a must attend event. So I prepare myself for that and went along.
Got the tram into the office (was annoyed it had took me ages), so that I can drink.
After the beer and pizzas, we went over to the bar over the road from office. The turnout was actually quite poor; there were about 10 in the bar.
We had a couple of drinks and half of the people left and there were only 5 of us going into town to meet our new colleagues from our parent company.
As we were about to go pass Castlefield, one said: “This is interesting, I like to look into people’s flat and see them watching TV.”
Then I said: “I live in one of these!” and as the Tram went pass my flats, I point out where my palace was and offered to come out naked and wave next time his tram passes by.
We met the others in a pub on Deansgate, had a couple of drinks, spoke to a funny Kiwi guy who surprisingly live in one of those “you can look into on the tram flat”.
It was always the plan to go to Dukes 92 (my favourite and kind of my local), but more faffing about, not in sync drinking, forced the parent company colleagues to go first.
As we were about to head off some 10 mins later, some came back into the pub and said they have lost people who went home, oh…well…..
Once we have had another drink, we went to Dukes finally. On the way to Dukes, one has asked me what I thought about a Chinese Restaurant he’s recently been to in the Northern Quarters.
Well my answer was: “It’s excellent; I go pretty much every day!” No I didn’t say that exactly, I said “I am bias, but they are very good, next time you mention my name you might get an extra prawn cracker!”
It was Friday night and it was busy but wasn’t full at Dukes.
We sat outside for some more drinks and chit chat.
A pair of my lovely colleagues: Celena and Sharon, with Tony Morris from ITV Granada in the background! Who? You know who, the Trevor Nelson lookalike.
I went home at about midnight, but the rest of the gang headed out towards town for more drinks until 3am I was later told.
It was a shame that not more have came out. But I’m sure when the weather gets better; those party animals will come out.