Excuses, excuses

Sometimes I miss a meeting. Oops. That means I have to spend more time coming up with an excuse for why I wasn't there. Today, though, a friend at another (international) company told me about the best excuse yet she's heard for missing a meeting...

Sorry about yesterday, things got a little crazy. One of the employees won the lottery proceeded to get drunk and ended up chasing people with machete. We had to lock him up in the locker room, which he trashed ... and call the cops.

Hmm, yeah. I hope that if I ever win the lottery I use the first big chunk of it to bail myself out of jail.