You want to kep your eyes on the prize โ a promotion โ and not your boyfriend with his own set of wandering eyes. If you end up getting tanked, just remember to step away from your boss and closer to Jeff the IT guy. Yes, now is the time to make your move on Jeff the IT guy. Is anyone looking? Who cares, you're newly single! You can blame any drunken missteps on your recent breakup.
Your folks are an expensive flight away, so you agreed to a three hour car ride to his childhood home. Well, he can take the rental car money and shove it. Now you get to skip out on making small talk with his mother, trying to befriend his sister, shrinking away from his alcoholic father, and hissing at the cat that gave you an allergy attack.
Take the money you were planning to blow on a new [whatever the expensive gadget dujour he's been pining for recently] and sock it away for your own rainy day. Or blow it right now on your own goodies. Or, and we highly suggest this option, take out a wad of cash from the nearest ATM and blow it in one outrageous bender with your best friends.
Holiday parties are awesome, except when you are someone's plus one, and that someone else is trying desperately to impress his boss because he still thinks there's a chance in hell he'll swing a bonus. It's already week two of December, but if he wants to dream a little dream, he can do it solo. How can you possibly enjoy the open bar with that kind of pressure?
You want to kep your eyes on the prize โ a promotion โ and not your boyfriend with his own set of wandering eyes. If you end up getting tanked, just remember to step away from your boss and closer to Jeff the IT guy. Yes, now is the time to make your move on Jeff the IT guy. Is anyone looking? Who cares, you're newly single! You can blame any drunken missteps on your recent breakup.
Mistletoe is the cause of and solution to all of the single lady's yuletide problems. There are so many guy to kiss, but so little actual, legitimate mistletoe sprigs to stand under. But, swear to baby jesus, you are going to want to take full advantage โ come December 26, making out under a parasitic plant will look tacky.
When you find yourself at a party, enjoying the company of friends, happily sipping champagne and waiting for the ball to drop, you are welcome to think about the one who got away, track down his Foursquare check-in, run down the streets like a lunatic, and kiss him just as the clock strikes midnight. Or, you can make out with Jeff the IT guy.
Because next year when you are curling up next to the fire in Jeff the IT guy's arms, you won't have to look back at Christmas photos and think about some shit head you didn't want to be with.
