Ours is on the night of the election. 4 of the men at my company (…a company of 13 people) LOVE to have very loud and obnoxious convos about the exciting game of politics. Those of us who want to have a nice evening have asked them to have these conversations somewhere else, or preferably not at all, but they are gleefully refusing.
Utterly dreading it, especially as I go full fire and brimstone about politics when hammered and elections make me especially weepy even when sober. will almost certainly bawl my eyes out when I see the exit poll.
