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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Telling the boss you'll be late the night before
Tuesday was my birthday, but June in general has been a shit month due to father in law dying and mum being given 6-12 months for the exact same thing FIL died of.
So, Tuesday night, I gathered friends and went out on the piss - the boss came.
After he'd bought me a couple of margaritas and a couple of shots of tequila he left:
"Boss, I'll be in tomorrow on your time"
"What time's that, WBM?"
"Went I get there"
Turned up to work 1 1/2 hours late looking rather green. He sent me home for the rest of the day. I love my boss, me.
( , Sat 30 Jun 2007, 8:12, Reply)
Tuesday was my birthday, but June in general has been a shit month due to father in law dying and mum being given 6-12 months for the exact same thing FIL died of.
So, Tuesday night, I gathered friends and went out on the piss - the boss came.
After he'd bought me a couple of margaritas and a couple of shots of tequila he left:
"Boss, I'll be in tomorrow on your time"
"What time's that, WBM?"
"Went I get there"
Turned up to work 1 1/2 hours late looking rather green. He sent me home for the rest of the day. I love my boss, me.
( , Sat 30 Jun 2007, 8:12, Reply)
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