I've worked at the same place for like 800 years now and about four years ago or so, a boss man's wife decided it was high time we started having an office Christmas party at their home.......they totally have an elevator, it's sweet. Their house is pretty spectacular. As a matter of fact, it's absolutely gorgeous and perfect. So perfect that every year, I worry that one of the kids will destroy something. It's not that they're destructive or disrespectful in anyway. It's not even the fear of them breaking something, it's more of a fear that they will put a glass down without a coaster or look at a book that the binding has never been broken on. The house is like a show house and it freaks me out a little that's all. As soon as we get there, I always get a picture of the kids in front of the tree. This year I couldn't get the girl to be serious for nothin' though, so this is the best I got. After we mingle and chat for a while, we eat. The fo...