Wrong ticket to ride

I worked as a unit manager for a call center in Alabang and, after a year of tiring graveyard routine, I took a leave to go to my province. I paid for a round-trip ticket to Mindanao in advance to avoid the hassles of flight reservation issues; and under any circumstance that my boss would declare an emergency, I could easily get back in course to attend to it. So I only had about four days to attend to my old friends, relatives and family. After the New Year’s eve, my boss sent me a text message, asking me to complete my monthly “deliverables” over the next two days in the office.