Work Excuses

From the Sunday, April 14, 1994 edition of the "Washington Post".  A contest was held in which readers were asked to come up with excuses to miss a day of work.

  • If it is all the same to you, I won't be coming in to work.  The voices told me to clean all the guns today.
  • When I got up this morning, I took two Ex-Lax in addition to my Prozac.  I can't get off the john, but I feel good about it.
  • 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.
  • My stigmata's acting up.
  • I can't come in to work today because I'll be stalking my previous boss, who fired me for not 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.
  • Constipation has made me a walking time bomb.
  • 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 am startled.
  • The dog ate my car keys.  We're going to hitchhike to the vet.
  • I prefer to remain an enigma.
  • My mother-in-law has come back as one of the Undead and we must track her to her coffin to drive a stake through her heart and give her eternal peace.  One day should do it.
  • 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.
  • My wife makes more money than I do, so I have to stay at home with our sick son.
  • I refuse to travel to my job in the District until there is a commuter tax.  I insist on paying my fair share.
  • I'm feeling a little disgruntled this morning.  You think I should come in?
  • I can't come in because the deadline is Monday and so far I only have seven different fun things to do with a barrel of snot.