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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Being perpetually late I have run the full gamut of excuses nowbut nothing I've heard beats this one...
I was working at a small web company. There were only five of us, and the guy who sat next to me was a bit of an odd sort. Half Scottish, half Greek, one of his amusing quirks was that he could never shit in the office bogs, he always had to make the round trip home and back if Mr. Brown came calling. Anyway, he didn't show up for work for two days without any notice or a call, and we were starting to get a bit worried when he showed up again on the third day. When questioned as to where he had been, he said that on his way home he had picked up a spicy sausage from the corner shop for his tea, but on eating it, it had made him trip out and hallucinate for 36 hours straight while he sat on the floor of a darkened room, sweating and gibbering. Three days late due to a psychedelic sausage takes some beating.
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emvee cruor deo cruoris, Fri 29 Jun 2007, 1:15,
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