I've been working late this evening. That isn't a euphemism for seducing my secretary, I was actually working. Followed by networking. God I loathe networking. I just want to stand up, ring a small bell to get everyone's attention and shout 'not one of you have anything I want, so would you all mind awfully if I took this bottle of wine and got quietly pissed in a corner'. Obviously I don't because that would be 'unprofessional' which would never do.
There weren't even any MPs/MSPs/councillors there. Now I do like networking with them. Honestly they are such vain twits. It's hilarious. I do the same thing every time. During a lull in the conversation I say 'you'll know what it's like, you have such a high pressure job'. Only once has this failed, the rest of the time they relish the chance to bang on about the sacrifices they make for the little people. It's not like them to miss out of free booze, so I can only assume there was a more lavish do elsewhere or an orgy.