Being AWOL isn't much fun

At first I was alone so being AWOL didn't feel like much fun

We are all, as you read this, AWOL, a spontaneous family rebellion against the crippling claustrophobia and corporate babudom of office. All but my son, that is, who refused to join in the clan protest because, as he said plaintively, “I don’t have any more leave left, Dad, not even a half-day, or a few hours, so if it’s all right, I’ll go attend office. Besides,” he pointed out, “some of us still need to bring a salary home.” He is, at heart, an office-bee, but please don’t tell him this because he is sensitive about such matters. The one