Drawing the line....Hmmm...Got an invitation to a work-related fishing trip today. Now, most everyone knows I despise these sort of things generally, but it goes with the job so I usually suck it up and pretend to enjoy myself (same as with the golf, boxing matches, etc.). But I've got to put my foot down on this one. The trip is Oct 29th - 31st. Uh, hello? Don't we acknowledge that this interferes with a major holiday? Seriously, I would rather miss Thanksgiving than miss out on seeing the munchkins dressed up to go trick-or-treating.
My senior year of high school, I worked at a fried chicken place. My job consisted of taking orders, packaging orders, ringing people up, making biscuits, scrubbing pots, pans, knives, floors. Your basic fast food nightmare. One day a year, they put a ton of coupons in the paper and we had people lined up out the door to buy cheap fried chicken. And they made us take turns dressing up in a big chicken suit standing in the middle of a busy intersection handing out coupons. I refused. There were a lot of degrading things I would do for $4/hour at the time, but I had to put my foot down somewhere and I wasn't going to put on the chicken suit.
I think I've reached that point with my job and these bizarre customer-entertainment outings. The fishing trip over Halloween is my new chicken suit. I'm just not gonna do it.