I explain the situation to the boss. Just need to borrow a week of vacation from this year. He will check. I don’t think I’ll get it. I’m fairly senior here, and over a month away from work seems selfish and excessive. Oh well, I asked.
Talking to a couple friends at the tavern, they are interested in this trip. Excellent, it’d be nice to have a couple of familiar faces around for 5 weeks. But, nothing to do without approval.
I wait. And wait. And wait. Maybe 3 weeks. My boss reassures me he hasn’t forgotten me. Sigh, it won’t happen, but it was a nice dream for a while.
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