Leech Party

Kelly's friend threw a party for us this past weekend. Three of my friends showed up that I hadn't seen in awhile. We drank, ate, and played What the Fuck! It was a lot of fun, especially since Leech wasn't there.

The day before the party I was told that Kelly's friend had invited Kelly's boss to the party. Now it may just be me, but I don't think that you should invite your boss to a social gathering where your friends, as well as yourself, are surely to get drunk and say some pretty rediculous things. Maybe it's OK, or maybe more acceptable, in some work environments or companies. Regardless, there's something about Kelly's boss that really rubs me the wrong way, and I'm able to get along with most people.

It's obvious that Kelly's boss doesn't see people on a social level. When she is invited to an activity, she immediately clings to the people she knows and becomes a total parasite. Case in point: Kelly's holiday party two weeks ago. We're with a group of Kelly's friends and coworkers and up walks the Leech to say hi. She says hi and immediately sticks her nose in on everything. The group managed to lose the Leech for a few minutes and moved to a different location at the party. About five minutes after moving, we are standing in a circle talking. Out of nowhere, Leech's curly head pops in between a couple of people. She had found us. Wherever we moved to that night, she found us. Always with that stupid grin she always has that says, "Like me, accept me, I'm one of you."

Kelly asked me if it was OK to ask the Leech if her daughter could be in our wedding since we needed a flower girl and she was the only one young enough that we knew. I told Kelly I'd bong Draino before I'd let the Leech have anything to do with our wedding or lives outside of her work. Sometimes you just can't help but to not like someone.