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Jun. 11th, 2008 02:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Some days I'd rather eat worms.
You don't need to know how hard it was to go into work this morning... but I couldn't think of a decent excuse to call in sick.
Gladly taking suggestions for next time.
You don't need to know how hard it was to go into work this morning... but I couldn't think of a decent excuse to call in sick.
Gladly taking suggestions for next time.
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Date: 2008-06-11 02:50 pm (UTC)Your neighbour caught fire whilst picking acorns.
A gang of amphetamine crazed squirrels attacked you when you went out the front door, and you had to spend the rest of the day sheltering from their depredations inside a wheely bin.
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Date: 2008-06-11 03:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-11 03:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-11 03:00 pm (UTC)Or...allergies, migraine? PMS? ;)
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Date: 2008-06-11 03:27 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-06-12 12:51 am (UTC)Today the guy who sits opposite me left work half way through the day because he'd got a call that a plumber was going to let himself into his flat and he wasn't comfortable with a stranger in his home. I doubt he'll even be asked to make up the time!
But commiserations on that feeling. I used to get that when I worked in a faults call centre. I'd just feel sick at the thought of going into work. It was a real surprise when I got another job and discovered that it was possible to not feel that way.