"The Fishing Trip"
We all stacked up the frequent flyer miles, burnt ourselves out, succeeded beyond our wildest dreams in completing the project, and sucked up kudos and bonuses and, thankfully, some time off. Then the three of us sat in my office and stared at each other, ties loose, sipping bourbon out of coffee mugs. We'd been working together almost around the clock for so long, there was an invisible rope tied around us. I stared at Sean and Scott, and they stared at me. In silence. Finally, Scott said "My family has a mountain cabin. Fishing is great up there. Relaxing. Very relaxing." We were packed and on the way out of town in a matter of hours. 

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