Key to sociability

Yesterday, we had an induction programme at work. I forced myself to move my lazy butt to work because:
(i) My home is 2 minutes away from work, so lame commuting excuses cannot be used
(ii) I had missed the picnic and I really wanted to know my team better
(iii) I needed to be seen as more approachable at work instead of being a higher, distant geeky being

I was dreading the occassion because I hate socialising. I'd rather be with a book than a person. I headed in a very melancholy state to the bar inwardly puking at the sight of the same faces. Noticed a comforting sight in the bar - champagne. Got myself a glass and then two. The world was seeming better. I actually made small talk with madame chiang kai-shek. Then I was introduced to the new people. I suddenly spied a familiar face - someone I knew who was staying in the same building as a PG (Paying Guest) as I was. I was happy and the rest of the evening passed in a pleasant haze of catching up, polishing off an entire bottle of champagne and getting to know a third someone who was pretty tolerable. I liked one thing, my team was punctual, well-behaved and were noticed. That is always a nice thing.

I now have a key to sociability: ethanol, alcohol, booze.