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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Red face
I phoned in one morning:
"Sorry folks, I'm gonna be late - I've locked myself in my porch and need to wait for the locksmith" (Classic)
Of course, he took all day to arrive...
I got seen walking up the road laughing with a crate of beer on my shoulder.
I went in the next morning completely sunburned and smelling of booze and bonfire.
I got sacked.
The end.
( , Fri 29 Jun 2007, 11:40, Reply)
I phoned in one morning:
"Sorry folks, I'm gonna be late - I've locked myself in my porch and need to wait for the locksmith" (Classic)
Of course, he took all day to arrive...
I got seen walking up the road laughing with a crate of beer on my shoulder.
I went in the next morning completely sunburned and smelling of booze and bonfire.
I got sacked.
The end.
( , Fri 29 Jun 2007, 11:40, Reply)
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