Having left the office a good 2 hrs early, after a days hard websurfing for a new radio for my motorised bathtub, and telling everybody how my boat, The Quake, was "hardly scratched" during the typhoon. I just had to dump on my work colleagues that little bit more by telling them I did not feel well, and that I would probably be sick the next day. Hee hee!
They bought it, hook line and sinker. The next day, my "sick" day, I spent having a beer around the Gold Coast - ho, ho, ho. But, little did I know my joy was short lived. Because I was spotted at the boozer laughing and joking.
Now I look like a prize prat.
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