I called in sick from inside a festival portaloo!
Last year I managed to score some tickets to go to the Glade festival about 2 days before it was due to start. Rather then risk having my holiday request rejected due to short notice I decided to call in sick for 2 days and go down on the Thursday. This was all well and good, I told my boss I had flu or something and set off for the festival.

The real trouble started on Monday, I was still at the festival, still fucked on acid from the night before, trying to figure out how the hell I was going to deal with calling in sick again! I discovered that about the only place quiet enough to make a call (there was hundreds of people leaving at this point and all equipment was being dismantled) was a horrible festival portaloo, I made the call, garbled something about still feeling ill then disaster, my boss started asked me all these questions about a bit of work I did, I had to think fast so I did my worst impression of a dodgy signal (like the fast food scene in Waynes World), hung up and turned off my phone!

Next day I turned up to work with the best festival suntan ever, still wearing my wrist band that had “Glade Festival, 15th, 16th, 17th of July. OPEN AIR BELTER” written on it looking completely sketchy!

Nobody mentioned a thing.

Get the fuck in!
(Minty Hit, Fri 9 Jun 2006, 14:05, Reply)