Just reading the Mischon De Reya story about the offbeat venue and choice of party got me thinking of some odd choices I've encountered in the past;
An Italian IT conglomerate who hired out Fabric for their Xmas do, c. 6/7 years ago, and turned the outside into old Hollywood-style film premiere, with red carpets/big spotlights etc. Very surreal to have a work do in a club you're more familiar with stumbling around in, in all sorts of states, though. Brought back some memories, that one.
One retail company whose owner seemed determined to hire out the most extravagant venues possible, so we had staff parties in the Guildhall and the foyer/ground floor of the British Museum, under that huge atrium, among others. They were actually decent, tbf.
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Strange venues/choices for staff parties...
Had a GC hire out MoMA for our annual global lawyers shinding...literally a table was set up in the middle of the main gallery. He got fired some months later for not controlling budget.
Thing is, hiring that cinema made for them great sense. Shame it appears nobody did any effective DD on the actual events available.
Dread to think what hiring out the Great Court of the British Museum costs for a thousand or so pissed-up retail workers. We were walking great swathes of the ground floor at will, with glasses/bottles of red wine, within feet of thousand-year old artefacts. Bizarre.
A PE place (non uk) I know has a senior staff party and invited spouses/partners. When they looked at the full list they realised that 90% of the staff invitees were male, and of them around 30% were single/divorced or just didn't want a spouse attending. That made for a heavily imbalanced gender mix. So they hired a bunch of escorts to balance it out.
"just didn't want a spouse attending" heh, feelin that
The weirdest one i went to was the "affordable" art fair at the RA. Whole room decked out by emin. Lots of willies. Centerpiece was a huge zebra with a handle to wind to make it shag a lady. A human lady. Very odd
Probably need Trombo on here to tell us stories of conferences in Barcelona again.
His tales wpuld certainly dwarf the thread
If I have seen further than others, it's because I've stood on the bin where Trombers dumped his sharted-in boxers.
Once my firm booked it last minute and so the only venue they could find was the exclusive venue hire of a cheesy disco room at Oceania from 5pm-10pm.
Another one I went to was the serpentine gallery. For the main exhibit a chap had jumped in a bucket of lube and climbed the greasy pole to daub on the ceiling. There was also aa big lump of ambergris. Odd
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