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?
( , Thu 28 Jun 2007, 10:36)
"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?
( , Thu 28 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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the best one anyone ever told me
actually turned out to be true. I'd met this guy, we got on well, and he was supposed to pick me up a couple of evenings later. I waited, he never showed. Oh well, I'd only seen him once before, no big deal.
Couple of days later he phoned with the following excuse:
"After I got home the other day, I had an allergic reaction to something and all the skin fell off my hands. I had to go to hospital and I haven't been able to drive or to use my phone. In fact, to call you now, I had to ask my dad to go through my pockets to find your number, cos I can't put my hands in pockets, and I had to get him to dial your number for me. Do you still want to go out some time? I should be healed enough to drive again in a week or so."
I didn't believe him but decided to award marks for creativity and meet him anyway. Sure enough, the poor sod's hands were in tatters. I felt guilty for having disbelieved him.
A year or so later, same guy, we weren't dating but were still friends and he was going to come and visit while on leave (armed forces). Waiting for him to arrive, the phone rings, "my car is upside down on the M25". Coming from anyone other than him, I would have had my suspicions. As it was, I was simply glad he was okay.
( , Thu 28 Jun 2007, 21:47, Reply)
actually turned out to be true. I'd met this guy, we got on well, and he was supposed to pick me up a couple of evenings later. I waited, he never showed. Oh well, I'd only seen him once before, no big deal.
Couple of days later he phoned with the following excuse:
"After I got home the other day, I had an allergic reaction to something and all the skin fell off my hands. I had to go to hospital and I haven't been able to drive or to use my phone. In fact, to call you now, I had to ask my dad to go through my pockets to find your number, cos I can't put my hands in pockets, and I had to get him to dial your number for me. Do you still want to go out some time? I should be healed enough to drive again in a week or so."
I didn't believe him but decided to award marks for creativity and meet him anyway. Sure enough, the poor sod's hands were in tatters. I felt guilty for having disbelieved him.
A year or so later, same guy, we weren't dating but were still friends and he was going to come and visit while on leave (armed forces). Waiting for him to arrive, the phone rings, "my car is upside down on the M25". Coming from anyone other than him, I would have had my suspicions. As it was, I was simply glad he was okay.
( , Thu 28 Jun 2007, 21:47, Reply)
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