I was fed up with work and wanted the day off. I decided to call in sick. I wasn't prepared, though, to be peppered with questions.
Peter: Hello, this is Peter. Is this Magda?
Magda: Yes. This is Magda.
Peter: Hi, Magda. I won't be coming in today. I'm not feeling well. I think I've come down with something.
Magda: Hmm, what seems to be the problem?
Peter: The problem? Oh…I've been up all night throwing up and I feel terrible.
Magda: Didn't you have something like this two weeks ago when you called in sick?
Peter: Two weeks ago? No, I had food poisoning two weeks ago.
Magda: And what about a month ago when you called in sick?
Peter: That was a 24-hour bug.
Magda: Didn't you just take a day off from work because of a death in the family?
Peter: Yes, I had to go to the funeral.
Magda: I see. That's one day off from work a week, four weeks in a row.
Peter: Uh, I'll be in within the hour.
Magda: I'm glad you've had a miraculous recovery.
