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Sorry I'm late, I was...

How often are you late for work? Once a month? Once a week? Every day? Never ever cross my heart and hope to die?

Bet you're never late for work as often as I am. I am late every single day. Even better than that, I am late for work more than once a day. You see I am an English teacher, and teach English to foreigners in their work places, so sometimes I can can be late up to five times a day. That's five classes. Five reasonable excuses I have to come up for having you students sitting like lemons wiating for me to turn up.

Do you get stressed every time you are in a traffic jam and think you are going to be late for that all important meeting? Do your palms get hot and sweaty if you aren't at work with ten minutes to spare?

Not me. Why worry? Why be angry. It's only an English class.

It's not that I hate my work: I love it. I just don't seem to think that it's that important to be on time. I know that if the language school ever finds out about this blog then I will be out quicker than you can say "Sorry i'm late, I was abducted by aliens". For me time is more of a guideline rather than a rule to be followed. Hell, until the industrial revolution and the introduction of a national rail system, every town in Britain had midday at a different time, so what's a few minutes between a teacher and his students?

Neither am I late because I wake up late, although this does happen. Very often I have plenty of time to get ready and arrive on time, but there always seems to be something else to do that is more interesting, like that blog about some geezer who's always late for work that you just have to read.

All this has made me something of a connoisseur of excuses for being late, and I would like nothing better than to share them with you in the hope that next time you are late for work you'll have a good explaination ready to flick at the boss.