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?
( , Thu 28 Jun 2007, 10:36)
"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?
( , Thu 28 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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No Joke
I get the train to school every morning, it usually only takes five minutes, but the other day, I arrived in assembly (complete with harmonic choir and teeny children) blood - stained and 40 minutes late.
I had to explain to the whole room that I was on my usual route to the platform, i stopped at ticket barrier where instead of having gates that let you through, there are old turnstiles.
I had put my ticket in the machine, and proceeded to shove painfully through the turnstile. I don't know what happened next, but I remember falling and somehow landing on the floor, underneath the turnstile, which straight away began to shoot backwards as they do. Instead this time, every metal rung on the turnstile smacked straight into my head in succession. It was the most painful thing ever.
By this time, the ticket inspector and three people had managed to get me out and lift me to my feet. I was completely dazed, and lifting my hand to my head, felt a huge amount of blood seeping from my skull.
It took half an hour for the emergency services to patch my head up, my clothes had gone from white to red. I would have gone home if i didn't have a GCSE exam.
So when I finally arrived at school (people on the train had been staring at me), and explained, my headteacher said i was an idiot for coming in, even if i had an exam, and he sent me home.
Just another wasted day.
( , Sun 1 Jul 2007, 14:30, Reply)
I get the train to school every morning, it usually only takes five minutes, but the other day, I arrived in assembly (complete with harmonic choir and teeny children) blood - stained and 40 minutes late.
I had to explain to the whole room that I was on my usual route to the platform, i stopped at ticket barrier where instead of having gates that let you through, there are old turnstiles.
I had put my ticket in the machine, and proceeded to shove painfully through the turnstile. I don't know what happened next, but I remember falling and somehow landing on the floor, underneath the turnstile, which straight away began to shoot backwards as they do. Instead this time, every metal rung on the turnstile smacked straight into my head in succession. It was the most painful thing ever.
By this time, the ticket inspector and three people had managed to get me out and lift me to my feet. I was completely dazed, and lifting my hand to my head, felt a huge amount of blood seeping from my skull.
It took half an hour for the emergency services to patch my head up, my clothes had gone from white to red. I would have gone home if i didn't have a GCSE exam.
So when I finally arrived at school (people on the train had been staring at me), and explained, my headteacher said i was an idiot for coming in, even if i had an exam, and he sent me home.
Just another wasted day.
( , Sun 1 Jul 2007, 14:30, Reply)
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