Why I was late"On the way to the station, I got hit by a bat, it almost took my head clean off. Then the machine would not accept my ticket and the guy at the gate didn't think I looked like the photo on my travel card. So I had to go home and get my passport.
Then the train was 45 minutes late to the station because of the dangerous badger threat at Carpenters Park.
When I was on the train it took and hour and a half to get past the biscuit factory because the driver was really fat.
Then there was a delay stopping at the station because the train in front had heard we were coming and decided to play a practical joke with a rubber shoe on the track.
That is why I couldn't get here on time today."
What's your best excuse?
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chthonic, Thu 28 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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cars...I have the misfortune of having a disabled mother. She has MS and walks with a stick and limited movement, so when I got my first car at the ripe old age of 17, I drove her to work every morning.
Which was all well and good. But for the entire seven months before I left high school, I just didn't bother to go in. Double period of English 3 mornings a week, RE on the fourth and study periods on the Friday. Used to go to Ikea for hotdogs, get a pint of milk and read the papers before sauntering in around 11, making the excuse that the "traffic was bad". For seven months. And despite living a whole mile and a half from the school.
The rest of the time I attended I didn't do a great deal anyway, failed my highers, and went on to work for the UK's premier ground handling company at Glasgow Airport... doing not a great deal either.
For the record, I drive a Ford, not a Cherokee...
(, Sun 1 Jul 2007, 23:17, Reply)
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