~ I can't come in to work today because I'll be stalking
my previous boss, who fired me for not s showing up for
work. Okay?
~ I have a rare case of 48-hour projectile leprosy, but I
know we have that deadline to meet...
~ I am stuck in the blood pressure machine down at the
Food Giant.
~ Yes, I seem to have contracted some attention-deficit
disorder and, hey, how about them Skins, huh? So, I won't
be able to, yes, could I help you? No, no, I'll be
sticking with Sprint, but thank you for calling.
~ I just found out that I was switched at birth. Legally,
I shouldn't come to work knowing my employee records may
now contain false
information.
~ The psychiatrist said it was an excellent session. He
even gave me this jaw restraint so I won't bite things
when I'm startled.
~ The dog ate my car keys. We're going to hitchhike to
the vet.
~ I prefer to remain an enigma.
~ I can't come to work today because the EPA has
determined that my house is completely surrounded by
wetlands and I have to arrange for
helicopter transportation.
~ I am converting my calendar from Julian to Gregorian.
~ I am extremely sensitive to a rise in the interest rates.
~ I refuse to travel to my job until there is a commuter
tax. I insist on paying my fair share.
~ I've used up all my sick days...so I'm calling in dead!
~ I set half the clocks in my house ahead an hour and the
other half back an hour Saturday and spent 18 hours in
some kind of space-time
continuum loop, reliving Sunday (right up until the
explosion). I was able to exit the loop only by reversing
the polarity of the power source
exactly e*log(pi) clocks in the house while simultaneously
rapping my dog on the snout with a rolled up Times.
Accordingly, I will be in late,
or early.
