Things I love about working here: boss A comes back from a few weeks vacation, and says that things went fine, he just got back to find the airline lost one of his bags, and his car is missing.*  Boss B says “I’m getting you a copy of Dude, Where’s my Car?.”

* It’s OK; his car was just towed from the garage it was in.  He’s remarkably sanguine about the whole thing.  Perhaps spending a few weeks in Cyprus seeing family and friends has him nice and relaxed?