The Working Girl Blogs Revision 2.0 Blog #54: A guitar-playing Vulcan at the office Halloween party To see all of Bobbie's Working Girl Blogs, click on this link: http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/book/19261/working-girl-blogs

Though our branch office had a tight budget, before she left, our old boss approved a small budget for a little Halloween party. Everything was already set - the little party committee in charge had lined up a place for the party, a band, food and drinks, a sound system and stuff. But for a little more, we could have an open bar. They also needed some music as the selection the place had wasn't exactly... current.

So they took me aside a couple of days ago, and asked. It wasn't that much so I endorsed the expense. I also said I had a bunch of songs they can use and later in the day, I lent them a thumb drive with lots of my favorite pop songs. Also, they were able to make me agree to participate in the talent contest...

Anyway, I originally planned on just passing by and saying hi and leaving, now, I had to come, expose my so-called "talents" to ridicule. And in costume, no less.

Still, like a real girl, I started worrying what to wear. Although, after maybe fifteen minutes, I started worrying about a different sort of thing. Given what had "happened" and what they know about me, what impression would it give if I were to be in one of the regular Halloween costumes for girls - witch, ballerina, devil girl, sexy vampire girl, et cetera? And if I were to wear a guy costume - well, same problem.

Anyway, my room mate went with me to the party Friday to give me moral support. She knew most of the people as she used to work for the company. She went dressed as Faye Valentine from Cowboy Bebop, and wore a costume she made herself from a little girl's yellow bathing suit, a red half sweater, stockings, black garters and sexy white booties.

She looked real good, and though most everyone didn't recognize who she was supposed to be, it didn't stop the compliments from coming, especially from the guys.

After I got settled, though, she left to go to another office party she had promised to attend.

Sammi had said that there would be security present, and I suspected that a couple of the wait staff that was there in costume was probably security people.

Anyway, I had come in a Star Trek TNG costume - I wanted to dress in something more sexy and feminine, but I decided against that - the TNG uniform was unisex enough that my costume concerns were skirted. Plus I was a big Trek fan (I didn't pick the skirt version but the one with the pants).

So, I wore Spock ears and my blue TNG science officer uniform. And this allowed me to circulate fairly ok without any awkwardness about my dress.

The band played some low-key music as everyone munched on little matchbox-size steak slices (prime rib and steak are some of the place's specialties), little canapés, sushi and other stuff, and no one was ever without a drink. The open bar was a great idea, and that was probably what made the party, though I myself stuck with Mountain Dew in a tall Collins glass (so people will assume I was drinking as well) - I knew I didn't take liquor well.

The talent contest started at around nine, and there were ten entries or so (though I suspect that some of them were "volunteered" like me). Most decided to sing, though a few couples danced, and there was one who did magic tricks (he was dressed in tails and a top hat).

I had decided to sing as well, although I was the only one who brought a musical instrument (I brought my 3/4-size Squier Stratocaster). The ones who sang sung one song each, as well as me - I played The Rolling Stones' "Satisfaction" with accompaniment from the band, though later after the contest, I joined the band again and sang/played two more songs.

I told the organizers that I should be taken out of the running in the contest, and the one that won was our lone Magician. He got a nice iPad for his trouble, and the second and third placers won a real nice Altec Lansing stereo/iPod speaker and a nifty little Audiovox portable TV.

Anyway, after the awards, I "jammed" with the band with Aha's "Take on Me" and Jack Black's and Ceelo Green's version of Kung Fu Fighting (the cover from the movie, Kung Fu Panda). I think everyone enjoyed those, and after that, the band ended their set, and canned music took over (the guys used lots from the files I gave) until the night ended at around 1AM or so.

Since I was one of the few who didn't drink, I brought a couple of the girls home.

Still, it was a fun time, though I know this hasn't changed anything in the office for me. But at least I enjoyed the night. And who knows - maybe it will change things.

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