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?