We asked our readers about the worst behaviour they’d seen at their office Christmas parties – Helen Mayson rounds up some of the most shocking

After news came out last week that one in four organisations are ditching the office Christmas party for fear of bad behavior, we asked our readers about the worst things they’d seen at their Christmas shindigs. Here’s a round up of a few – and feel free to share yours with us too!

“I went over to say hello to a table of about 10 work colleagues at the Christmas party and was chatting away to my friend Craig. His smile got wider and wider until his wife, who was sitting next to him, gave him a nudge to which he responded "Sarah, um, you’ve got something hanging out!" I was mortified and have never worn a halter neck dress again to this day!”
Sarah, sales

“My best work party was probably the one where I drank a bottle of wine at lunch, then put black pegs in my hair and started speaking with a Yorkshire accent. For months after at work I was asked when "Christmas Party Kate" would come back again. At another one the designer bought my boyfriend his own bottle of wine and then tried to get in the cab with us for a "sleepover".
Kate, digital marketer

“I remember the office psycho handing the boss her knickers in place of a napkin at the dinner table. Fortunately that Christmas party coincided with his retirement.
There was also a group nuzzle in "Big Old Sal's" hefty bosom. Afterwards the whole team was hauled in and interviewed regarding "inappropriate" behaviour. Still one of the most fun jobs I've ever had.”
Niamh, sales

“A friend of mine was leaving a job. He went to the Christmas party, got plastered, and insulted all of his soon-to-be former colleagues. He then tried it on with a girl he liked, his advances were rejected, so he left. Having swung by an offy and kebab shop, he sat on a bench in the park and soon fell to sleep. When he awoke, he was being groped by a chancer who’d happened by him. All in all, a successful night.”
James, artist

“A couple of staff were actually caught having sex at the Christmas party for the broadsheet paper I worked for. There was a raised balcony area with bars and seating, overlooking the 'dancefloor'. Everyone was on the floor at the end of the night, and they were just casually at it upstairs, in full view of anyone who went to get a drink.”
Joe, sports journalist

“I once had to put my editor in a taxi four times before he left the party - he just kept coming back. He came in the next day and revealed he'd lost his jacket, phone and bag. He spent about five minutes reading the newspaper at his desk looking peaky and then went home.”
Ella, financial journalist

Seen something worse at your Christmas party? Share in the comments,