Fun & Famous

6X EXCUSES FOR WHEN YOU'RE LATE

A: ‘I'm stuck in traffic, like really stuck. So I'm not there yet.’

L: ‘Me too :-((’

Other A: ‘As if my throat infection wasn't enough, it's spread to my gums (sorry for the grossness).’

E: ‘I'm on my bike now, but my tire is flat, so I'm cycling by the bike shop for a bit.’

D: ‘The excuses top 5 from the loser fair. By the way, I'm a bit late too, haha.’

Other, other A: ‘Dear colleagues, I won't be present today either. Went to the hospital on Saturday... I still have to take it easy. Great start to 2017.’

Well, that's how our Monday morning went in the app. The entire editorial team showed up late, but with legitimate delays, you know. We don't make up excuses, this was for real. The serious delay. But these are the excuses we often, frequently, and gladly use.

6. Something with heels

Kiek is team heel, as you know. But if you hop around on heels all day, it can lead to being late. A heel stuck in the pavement, broken, misery, intense sadness, and just in general not being able to walk fast, because twelve f-ing centimeters.

5. To the doctor, dentist, or any other random physician

I sometimes suspect people of very different practices at the GP than medical practices. I always check if they're good-looking, because what else do you do so often with that man (or woman)?

4. Rain, snow, or sun

It was raining, it was snowing (the sun was shining and nothing was wrong). All legitimate excuses to brush away those fifteen oversleep minutes with your boss. And rest assured; he or she knows you're using an excuse.

3. My tire was flat

The old-school flat tire excuse. Yes, it always works. The crappiness of standing by the road with such a flat specimen, no one dares to doubt that.

2. Sick, weak, and nauseous

Acute migraine (if you've looked too deep into the GTs), diarrhea (no further explanation needed, right?), pain in my third toe on the right foot (is this called a bunion?). You get it, pain or sickness, you can't argue with that.

1. Public transport

Can, may, must always. I'll tell you more later about the horror of being a commuter, but no one, NO ONE dares to discuss this with you. Unless you want to talk about a traffic jam on the ring road of Lutjebroek on a Saturday afternoon during the holidays.

But let's agree that we all just nicely line up, because that's much better for the work ethic on the floor.