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Life is not fair

My boss is going to Paris. No, not that damn woman who turns everybody lives a true hell, but my *real* boss, the guy who comes here (yes, I'm at office) eventually and says I'm a great professional. Whatever. He's going to a medicine congress at *Paris*, and after that he'll enjoy the city for few more days. He'll visit Eiffel Tower *again*. He'll visit Louvre *again*. He'll leave me all by myself here. He won't buy me a souvenir or send me a postcard. It's not fair!