Thankfully, Office Christmas Party season is over. But the memories linger on ... and the shame? That's forever, friend.

Fortunately, really bad office-party behavior makes for some really great stories. We've collected some of the most humiliating tales of horror for your entertainment, er, education.

Says Rachel, "I worked at a hospital that was constantly talking about cutbacks, so I lived in total fear of losing my job. I was always very careful about never making waves. I figured if management didn't know who I was, they wouldn't axe me.

"That year our office party was held in the auditorium -- much like a movie theater. I got there little late and tried to sneak in the back door. As I opened the door, it creaked and made a deafening bang when it shut. I was suddenly the center of attention. I stood up straight and made the best of my entrance.

"As I walked down the aisle, I misjudged where the step was, tripped and fell. I slid down three steps' worth of seats, headfirst on my belly. The cutest, most adorable doctor ever finally grabbed my arm to stop me and asked, 'Are you OK?' I was so humiliated."

Liz: "I definitely cut a little too loose at a company-wide party one year. I work for a big corporation, and there were a lot of cute strangers on the dance floor whom I'd never seen.

"I started really breaking it down with this one hottie -- it was funny at first, because everybody kept looking at me like they were really, really impressed. I thought it must have been my moves. It turns out, it was a young vice president who was visiting from the New York branch. He and I email a couple times a week, but I'd never seen him. I had totally freak danced with my boss."

Amanda: "One of my company's interns told me he'd sleep with his supervisor. He was one drink into the party!"

Coco: "I went to an office Christmas party early to help set up, so I didn't have time to eat. When the guests arrived, a bunch of my co-workers started doing shooters and insisted I join. Forty or so 'shooters' later, I was in no shape to drive home, so the host of the party offered to let me stay at the venue.

"Which would be fine, except that the host was my boss, and it was his palatial estate. I ended up walk-of-shaming from my boss's guest house to my car in the morning. He waved. We're cool. I'm still mortified.

Charlie: "Office booze cruise. I get seasick. The end."

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