You have probably already started imagining it – the towel spread across warm sand, the icy drink sweating in your hand, the blissful nothingness of a week away from your inbox. It is practically a rite of passage once the temperatures climb. But if you have been quietly shelving those plans, telling yourself you will...
My “summer vacation” consists of a couple weeks where the plant is shut down due to heat and I can collect from unemployment. Whoopie!