Dealchecker Gets Festive!
What lasts for ten hours, makes lots of noise and looks ridiculous?
…It can only be the dealchecker Christmas party! Last years debauchery was admittedly a hard act to follow, and with the recent departure of our illustrious former ‘Fun Director’ (Yes, his real title. Really! Not really), our chief usurper of the Party Throne, George, was using our festive frolics as a way to earn his stripes as the new Directeur des Amusant. The general consensus is that he did rather well, and here’s why:
1.) The theme! After (perhaps wisely) veto-ing a TOWIE theme, it was decided by the Forces of Fun that, true to our travel-centric roots, we should dress as our ‘favourite countries’. Oh, pipe down you, so it’s not the most adventurous theme for a travel company – but we’re sure you’ll forgive us after seeing us in our jazzy get-ups. Cue mugshots:
2.) The food. Shortly after executing the well-practiced “12 Girls Getting Ready In One Small Bathroom” feat, we burst onto the grey streets of London in all our finery, heading to the Cafe de Amis, where we enjoyed a decadant three-course feast. Toasts were made, drinks were clinked and steaks were destroyed – a perfect Christmas lunch, and all the more delicious for being attended by such flamboyantly-attired representatives of the globe!
3.) The guns. Mad bad and dangerous to know;that’s how the dealchecker clan are generally known around Clerkenwell. Sort of. After dinner we made the questionable decision to enjoy a spot of laser questing – no-one threw up their three courses, which was a huge bonus – and was for me personally, it was a chance to attack all the colleagues i’ve found most irritating this year (only joking kids!)
3.) …And the rest
It didn’t stop at LazerQuest – oh no. Here at dealchecker, when it comes to our Christmas parties,we pride ourselves on our…erm…stamina, and this generally means propping up the bar until it closes. We never said we were role models! The rest of the night we’ll leave to your imagination, but to clear one last thing up: Yes, there was dancing, and no…our mothers wouldn’t be proud.
Merry Christmas!
