The Work Social Committee

So I joined the " social committee" because they said it would be lots of fun. But after barely an hour all I wanted to do was run. I suggested Friday night poker. they said "we'll play bingo" instead. I said "how about group bungy jumping". They said I was sick in the head. So I started to yawn and to fidget, my patience had run out the door. I held up my hand to ask about wine. They said I no longer had the floor. Apparently I am not social. There are bartenders who would disagree. I haven't given up on my ideas. I'll win them over, you'll see. Margarita Mondays will soon be here, Tequila Tuesdays as well, 'cause if the committee doesn't like my ideas they can all go straight to hell.