Awesome Sickies
A colleague has been off work for two weeks now - apparently he's got something they can't diagnose, (although they know for sure it's not Legionnaires, Malaria, BSE or AIDS, he's supposedly in isolation). We are all sure he's merely sitting in the sun waiting for the World Cup to come on the telly.
What have you invented to get off work?
( , Fri 9 Jun 2006, 7:40)
A colleague has been off work for two weeks now - apparently he's got something they can't diagnose, (although they know for sure it's not Legionnaires, Malaria, BSE or AIDS, he's supposedly in isolation). We are all sure he's merely sitting in the sun waiting for the World Cup to come on the telly.
What have you invented to get off work?
( , Fri 9 Jun 2006, 7:40)
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Master of the Skive
I used to work with the all time Master of the Skive. We knew he was pulling sickies, the Boss knew, but he was so damn good at it. Once he asked for a night off so he could go and watch Liverpool play, he was refused, so sure enough he rang in.
"Got the bastard this time," said my Boss, he'd only run up Anfield explained the situation and got the seat numbers this guy had booked and had them confirmed as having been used.
When confronted, the Master of the Skive casually said,
"Cause they were used, I gave them to my brother, I didn't want them to go to waste as I WAS ILL WITH FLU."
Queue red-faced Boss, a round of applause from us and offers of a recording of the match so the Boss could scan the crowd for the Master of the Skive. However he couldn't afford the £100 asking price.
( , Sun 11 Jun 2006, 1:15, Reply)
I used to work with the all time Master of the Skive. We knew he was pulling sickies, the Boss knew, but he was so damn good at it. Once he asked for a night off so he could go and watch Liverpool play, he was refused, so sure enough he rang in.
"Got the bastard this time," said my Boss, he'd only run up Anfield explained the situation and got the seat numbers this guy had booked and had them confirmed as having been used.
When confronted, the Master of the Skive casually said,
"Cause they were used, I gave them to my brother, I didn't want them to go to waste as I WAS ILL WITH FLU."
Queue red-faced Boss, a round of applause from us and offers of a recording of the match so the Boss could scan the crowd for the Master of the Skive. However he couldn't afford the £100 asking price.
( , Sun 11 Jun 2006, 1:15, Reply)
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