(A.) Having to creep round some self-important arse with a holiday list (not you, Al!) whose sole satisfaction in life is making it sound almost impossible for you to go away on the particular week you want to and making you feel guilty for even asking.
B. Spending your entire time away worried about the character assassination, shit stirring and general mischief making going on in your absence.
C. Losing the last 3 days of the holiday to complete paranoia about (B)
Perhaps it's just me. Here's a picture of Oz looking totally relaxed.