“Please close the door”, my boss asked.

I won’t pretend that I was feeling comfortable here. Was he going to lower his salary expenses by one unit ?

“Have a seat. As you know we’re having a hard time at the moment, there is simply no work and we can’t keep people here doing nothing…”

Uh oh.

“… and that’s why I wanted to see you. Why not taking a three-month or four-month holiday? Until September, when the situation improves. Hopefully.”

But we have an annual amount of vacation days and when it’s over, it’s over. I spent everything already, I replied, I was in Buenos-Aires on March.

“I know. Tango, isn’t it?”. He remained silent, considering the pictures of his boy and girl on his desk. Then he woke up. “How about unpaid vacations? No limits here.”

But all my savings are gone in my March trip. My salary being what it is, I never have much savings anyway…

“I know what your salary is. How about paid unpaid vacations then? Go. See you in September”.

And I spent the rest of the day googling for airplanes, accomodations, and tango classes. During my previous trip I did not bother sending him one postcard from BsAs. I think I will, this time.