The Halls

So here's a sad story for you. Or perhaps for me, whenever I think I'm working too much.
My brother and his friend, Tom, bought tickets to Vegas in Decemeber on the new allegiant airlines flying out of Lincoln for $99. Signed up for the weekend of 3/11, you know, right now.
I of course forgot this, and called him for something completely unrelated tonite, and heard a lot of background noise, so I said "where are you?"
"I'm in Westport, Kansas City"
"What are you doing there?"
"Shopping with Shannon"
"Neat"
"Yeah, I supposed to be in Vegas"
"What happened to that?"
"Tom was supposed to go with me. Remember how I told you how he was working 90 hours a week for the last several months?"
"yeah...."
"Well, he put in for the vacation for this trip back when we bought the tickets. So last weekend, he said "I'll be gone next thursday and friday, you know, for the vacation I put in for 3 months ago"
And the response was apparently, "Yeah, you're not going to be able to go"
"But I already had the vacation approved"
"Yeah, you're not going to be able to go"
"I already had it approved, I'm going"
To which the response was "if you go, you won't have a job when you get back"
Neat.
I have a big customer demo due right when I'll be gone to disneyland, effectively the same situation. Nobody's telling me I can't go.
So Tom had to pay my brother back for the plane ticket, and couldn't go. So Joe had to burn up his ticket too.
The plan was for their wives to go shopping together in Kansas City while the boys were in Vegas. Instead, Tom's wife stayed, and Joe took her place. He had to go shopping instead of going to Vegas, the ultimate screw job.
Even I'm not that unlucky.