A friend is getting married in December. He applied for a month's leave, when apparently some new project would be underway - the kind of project that, if not worked upon in frenzy, would lead to world domination by cats.
My friend's project manager was reluctant to grant leave.
"Can't you go in January?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because I'm getting married in December."
"So get married in January."
"I can't."
"Why not?! Think about it...the later you marry, the longer it will last."
"How so?"
"Simple... you will have less time to be together, no? You will die quickly."
...and they wonder why people quit jobs suddenly!
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