Robert reaches out to his boss with a... questionable work inquiry. Let’s just say it’s unconventional.
Robert: Hey Paul, how’s it going?
Robert: Not sure if this is your department or if I should go to HR directly.
Paul: Hey Robert, what’s up? Shoot.
Robert: You know how I scheduled my paternity leave for October? Well… I was wondering if there’s any way to push that to May 2026 instead.
Robert: Just wanted to check if that’s even an option.
Paul: Wait—is everything okay? Something wrong with the baby? Or your wife?
Robert: Nah, relax, everything’s fine. Trevor and my wife are good.
Paul: Who’s Trevor?
Robert: The baby. That’s the name we picked.
Paul: Oh, got it.
Robert: So… can we move the paternity leave like I said?
Paul: Yeah… that’s not happening. The one-month leave starts the day your kid’s born.
Paul: You can’t just reschedule it whenever—especially not that far out.
Paul: This isn’t a vacation request, man.
Robert: Damn… you’re crushing my dreams here.
Paul: Seriously, what’s going on? Why the push?
Robert: Alright, look—I’ll be honest, but don’t judge me.
Robert: My wife’s been nagging me forever about having kids.
Robert: I wasn’t even remotely interested—I’m still young, you know?
Robert: But last year, I heard GTA 6 was dropping this October… and suddenly, it all clicked. Perfect opportunity.
Paul: I don’t follow.
Robert: Did the math—two birds with one stone. A kid *and* a whole month off to game stress-free.
Robert: But now Rockstar delayed the release to May next year… so, yeah. Wasted effort.
Paul: Are you *serious*, Robert?
Paul: I’m speechless. Is this a joke?