"So before I fire you, why were you late for work this morning?" asks my boss. We're sitting in his office, as if I was not going to be fired, his feet on the desk.
"There was no way I could have made it to work on time this morning." I say truthfully, for the first time.
"And why is that?" asks my boss.
"Do you really want to know?"
"I might as well."
"The freeway was completely blocked at the exit to the office by a 300 foot tall cat."
"Jesus Christ!" explodes my boss. "Is that the best fucking excuse you can come up with?"
"It's true." I say. "Look out the window."
My boss disdainfully looks over his shoulder, sees the giant 300 foot tall cat in the park next to the hi-rise, and screams.
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