Telling it, like-it-is, is not truthful and certainly not like it is — Long ago, in a strange, formal, wear-a-starched-shirt-and-tie-to-work land was a thing called The Office Party. It was a chance to mingle with the muckity-mucks, sometimes called upper management. Drinks, finger foods, and inappropriate comments were passed around and free flowing. You wore your best. I was ready to go in…