Unlike the Friday night Happy Hour, everyone likes working parents to attend the Holiday Party. We might not show as much leg or cleavage or sing “Santa Baby” while sitting in the boss’ lap, but we’ll drive you home if you ask our spouses questions and don’t puke in the back of the BMW.

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