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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once upon a timei was pelting around the house, already late for work, when i catch my foot on a door bar. the full run i was at gradually stopped as the pain signals worked their way up from my foot, where my second toenail was ripped in two and hanging off. being a man, i swore a few times, put on some loose shoes and hopped off to the NHS walk-in centre, who then sent me to hospital.
at the hospital i was given laughing gas while they reinserted my toenail, so that the new one could grow through properly. this done, i hopped off and caught the bus to work, knowing full well i was the only one of my team booked in that day.
so, i hop in, 4 hours late and in obvious pain, to do my job cos i'm the only one, having hopped and limped a total of 3 or 4 miles, and what thanks do i get? a bollocking for something minor i'd not done the previous day. hurrah. i wish i'd not bothered.
(, Thu 28 Jun 2007, 12:02, Reply)
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