I called work and told them I couldn't come in because my uncle died last night.





Which is a total farse. I just wanted more sleep and my back is KILLING ME. It's a good thing I don't work on weekends.

didn't you just get that job faggot?

"Thou shalt not bear false witness"

You've made Jesus a sad panda.

lie smaller, man. tooooo big.

ConquerTheBaphomet said:

That's a pretty heavy excuse to make for not going to work. My back hurts me too, I still wouldn't be able to lie about someone in my family dying just so I could sleep a few extra hours.

I think that they are now going to die. plus, they are going to ask you all sorts of questions.

And another thing - if you called in so you could get extra sleep, what the hell are you doing posting shit here?

Because I'm behind on updates.

I got my sleep and I feel fine. Got some Icy Hot too so I'm all good.

i came in for 2 hours yesterday and up and left my job. told them i got the conjuncto. now everyone's looking at my eye funny today. there was hardly any work to do and there is hardly any work today. i'm ready for a cold one a.s.a.fucking.p. just like i need to find another job. *sodomizing norsk seraphim*

I like my job, don't get me wrong.

the thing i dont understand is, why was it necessary to post this on the internet? were you looking for a bunch of "whoa haha you are hardcore dude" or something? i dont get why people post random shit about their lives that no one could care less about. i mean if its relevant to a conversation, thats one thing, but an entire thread about it? pretty lame Milhouse.

when you tell one lie, it leads to another.

if i were you i would of said something like "something came up and i have to come in late today."
cause when you go into work on monday they will all say im sorry for your loss and all that stuff.

pussy shoulda told em your mom died now thats hardcore

You have angered jesus...you will pay .

ConquerTheBaphomet said:

What do you think this is, group therapy?

Who gives a fuck?

i know this fucking loser of a guy, and he was supposed to go on a roadtrip out to Illinois to see ICP with this girl, but she wanted out of it so bad that she just had her friends tell him that she died in a car wreck. so he went to Illinois anyways, and a few of my friends saw him there and he was so distraught, and he came home to find out she was still alive. hahahahahahaha he was a total boner.

amazing

Lamp said:




He does use RTTP kinda like that haha . Some day he will realize no one cares about 95% of the shit he posts. This is RTTP NOT MYSPACE

Return to the Myspace.

as an employer, there is not one thing worse than when an employee calls and says someone died if it's not true. i've had 7 people say that, and 6 of them have not returned to work.

if you're than tired and in pain, just tell them. if one of my employees calls me and says "sorry, i've been exhausted for days and i need to rest," even if it's 1 hour before his/her shift starts, it's better to be honest. an employer doesn't want an employee to overwork himself/herself because if someone was to happen to that employee in medical terms, the employer is grilled until answers are found. just some advice from someone who has more employee's family members die than i have employees.

if you're that* tired, woops. i guess i am that tired.

dammit, "if someTHING* was to happen." i should log in so i can edit in future posts, haha

Your mom?

SteveOTB said:

you could have made that comment, my friend. edit your post so it looks like you did! quick!

SteveOTB said:

Yeah, I am thoroughly disappointed.

muwahaha fixed.

hahaha, good work. too bad i can't edit my post, haha. foiled!

BLAST!!!

Cool.

If you ask my work, at least 3 of my grandmas have died in that past year.

i called in sick once because i was vomitting blood and told them that... they said i had to come in anyways or i was fired.

Way back when I worked at McDonald's I told them I couldn't come in because I was jerking off and it felt really good. True story.

those two stories together remind of my friend who was working at mcdonald's and one day somebody slit his wrists in the men's room and he had to clean it up afterwards.

I had to clean up the bathroom when this old dude in a trenchcoat would come in everyday and jerk off and shoot his load all over the walls. No one would ever catch him until it was too late because he always came in at the height of the morning rush. I dubbed him 'Cheerio' because he looked like an aged Jerry Seinfeld.

you shoulda beat the shit out of him.

I should get paid for making people's boring threads incredible.

RichHorror said:


much appreciated. enjoy your compensation sir.

I've killed off just about every member of my family other than my parents so I started using my ex-girlfriend's relatives.

I make 8 Kwachas an hour. You can't expect honesty at that pay rate.

the_reverend said:

that's when you burst out crying and walk away. afterwards they'll feel too bad to question you about it again.