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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Damn those pesky kerbsA long-since departed intern in our department made it clear early on in his internship that he didn't really want to work here and was pretty much running the clock down until he could bugger off back to Uni. As a result, his punctuality was somewhat casual.
He trumped his stellar record for lateness on a particularly frosty morning in December, when he called to say he'd be late in.
The reason:
"The car park where I left my car is so icy I can't get up the ramp to drive out. I'm going to wait for the sun to melt it a bit first"
Brilliant. And he would've got away with it too, if it wasn't for a colleague's brother-in-law being this guy's next door neighbour who had easily driven his van out of the same car park hours earlier. Tit.
He left the company shortly afterwards.
(, Fri 29 Jun 2007, 12:56, Reply)
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