A supervisor joining me on my ‘vacation’ escorts me through the airport. She says she wants to help me relax. More likely, she wants to get a free vacation for herself. I do not argue, though. The flight consists of screaming children, snoring, obnoxious passengers, and rude flight attendants. I swear in the hopes of ...

It was 8 pm when I returned. The last six hours were akin to listening to a ranting relative during Thanksgiving dinner. Instead of having a delicious meal to distract me, I only acquire brain freeze and extra calories. My good judgment decided against using my car, but it hadn’t counted on the rain worsening. ...