Remember the "dog ate my homework" excuse" that kids used in school?

Well, I have a cochroach story that's kinda similar.

About 8 years ago I had a selling job in which the company I worked
for preset the appointments for me, which they faxed to me the day
before I was supposed to go to them.

Well, the morning of the appointments I had for that day I was
sitting in my easy chair in front of the TV half-asleep and a large
cochroach crawled across my shoulder onto my face.  I freaked out
and shovelled him violently away off my face with my hand and, in
the process, flung my glasses off my face onto the floor.  The lens
were intact but the frames were bent and they didn't sit right on my
nose and ears...so I had to go the local optometrist to have them
fixed.

They were the only pair I had and I couldn't drive without them --
and, thus, go to my appointments -- so I had to cancel my first
three appointments of the day to have the glasses fixed.

Like an idiot, I told the sales manager THE TRUTH about the
cochroach as the reason why I couldn't go to my appointments.

I only worked for them a week more...


----That's funny for shizzle.  When the manager looked at me funny that's when I would have gone off and screamed in his face, "Fuck you bitch, you callin me a liar. I'll fuck you up B." Just kidding.


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