I once threw a sicky, Ten years ago, whilst working in a crap job.
My Excuse:
"Louise, I can't come in today; I was on my way to work and got bitten by a dog, so I am off to the hospital"
Real reason = Hangover
But even funnier, is that my girlfriend (now my wife) had to inflict dog like abrasions to my leg using pretend Dracula teeth, seriously! as obviously my work colleagues would want to see the bite. What a Muppet!!!
