I was too hungover to give more of a write-up on Saturday.
I got there long after the thing had started. I was ready to start joking around and laughing with my coworkers. They were pretty much all watching the show, though. Like, not into it by yelling and cheering and stuff. More like just quietly watching.
I tried to joke around with a few people and eventually ended up subtly headbanging and singing along to the metal that was constantly playing with a couple of girls from the office at the end of the table. By that time, the thing was just about over and I had started ironically cheering and yelling smartass stuff. I was mostly way too drunk to notice or care what kind of reaction I got from my coworkers, but I don't think they thought I was as funny as I did.
I don't remember a lot after that. The most notable incident, though, was when I turned my head and saw the VP of Finance posing for a pic with a couple of the wrestlers and some random dudes. Right at the time they all came into focus for me, up went her shirt and out came the boobs in a single, smooth, seemingly well practiced motion.