Inventive Excuses To Not Go To Work
of explanations ready that will keep you employed. Sometimes, you have to creatively engineer events. Here at LAP, chickens and eggs are one and the same. Most of the time, they’re both cooked.
MINOR ILLNESS – Credible proof and delivery are crucial to this excuse. Depending on your employer, you may have to provide proof. If so, carry a trash bag in your trunk with vomit-soiled pants. When your job interferes with your nightlife, this can be virtually automatic. For the especially daring, pants soiled with other bodily products will shut down all doubt in the mind of even the most overbearing boss. Downside: you might become the next Lindsay Lohan.
SEX – Your age, marital status, and relative attractiveness may determine how effective this line will be. After that, predict your boss’ reaction to “So I was (phrase describing a sex act) with this totally hot (guy/girl/RealDoll) and, you know, you just can’t up and stop…because sex.” The risk in using this excuse is that your important project or tardiness will be forgotten in light of the pending sexual harassment termination action against you. Lawsuits are a huge cock-block, so to speak.
MY BOSS ATE MY PROJECT – Only utter these words to your senior report – your boss’ boss. Going over someone’s head in management carries risk, so judgment and nuance are important. Also, this excuse has to be structured so that your boss can’t confirm or deny that he did, in fact, consume your project. You have to leave a trail of bread crumbs, so to speak, and they have to lead to your boss.
MY PROJECT ATE MY BOSS – This ruse only works in certain lines of work. If you’re re-creating dinosaurs on a remote island, go ahead. Some animal-handling jobs qualify as well, such as Deputy Tiger Feeder or Gorilla Inseminator. On the downside – again – this excuse only will work when provided to your senior report. The upside is that you might just be promoted.
PANDEMIC – With a bit of creativity and situational awareness, you can create an ironclad excuse without the need to back up your claim. Be advised, you have to play on the fears of others, so you have to know the headlines. H1N1 won’t work anymore. Neither will Polio. These days, even AIDS has worn thin. Go big early: “I have *sniff*… ebola… *hack*… I’m slipping the report in the… *gag, cough* envelope now…oh, man, my eyes are freaking bleeding.” Nobody will want you or your report in the office for at least two weeks.
Try these at your own risk. Just because this shit flies around the LAP office is no guarantee it will work in yours.
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I just can’t come into the office today… My… Um… Leg fell off…
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Tell Howard, not me. I’m home sick today with Uruguayan Flu.
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I tried…but he is out sick.
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Do the I think I’m getting sick the day before…then call in sick the next day? I love my job, so I’ve never tried it, but I’ve seen it work like a charm.
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Then exercise your right to be a sick fucker.
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I let my swollen feet and 200+/163 BP exercise that right, this year. Never again. Ever.
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I am self-employed and work out of my house, so what’s my excuse? No seriously, I need one. I’ve been sexually harassing myself all week and I need a reason to ditch.
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You can do this, but you need a note from your doctor… that you hand to yourself.
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Reblogged this on Aftermath Of Lauren and commented:
extremely useful…Always a blog I visit, because it is amazingly funny!
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This was amazing!
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I’d say, “Majestic,” and “Such wow.”
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Haha yep there’s that too 🙂
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That tiger attack is definitely a sphincter-tightener. I farted just watching it. I didn’t even have to fart. But I did.
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Always good to clear out the intestines, dude.
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Can I use your bathroom?
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No.
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I shit my pants.
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Nice effort!
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Thanks! Let me know when you find my dirty unterhosen that I hid in your cribbo.
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