Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Some-degree burns

Ok, situational pop-quiz.

It's Tuesday night. As part of the Christmas party committee, a few officemates and I went to a resto-bar to finalize the venue booking. The events manager played the gracious host and offered as serving after serving of the menu choices. Later on, the bartender placed before each of us a shot glass with layers of liquid. Being the allergic-to-alcohol, non-drinker dork that I am, I had to be explained what was in it. Vodka, Kahlua, Bailey's. It was named something crass I don't feel like typing down right now. Anyway, here's the clincher. The waiter brought a lighter and lit each cocktail on fire. I mean, honestly - allowing a klutz within inches of an open flame indoors? What were these people thinking?!

So, question is: will anyone be surprised if I told them that at one point during the night, a significant portion of my table was on fire? Literally. Blue flame crawling on the table's surface. Someone burning the knuckle of her index finger.

Tell me, that is still considered unexpected, right? Hypothetically. >_<

Looking back now, I guess I should have given them fair warning to not light up mine. I think it should be my civic duty to responsibly inform all unknowing people the hazards of being in my company. As my dear roommate said, anywhere I am is a hard-hat zone.

Now, maybe firesuit-zone, too.