2395. Excuses excuses

Angus was a sales representative for a large chemical firm. He was constantly getting invited to attend this and that in the weekends by clients. “Come to dinner!” “We’re having a barbeque.” “Just a light Saturday luncheon with co-workers from the factory.”

Angus’ weekends were never his own. He had two children; a boy and a girl. He started by saying he could not attend because it was Algernon’s birthday or Gwendoline’s birthday. After several months of this he realized that that he had used seven or eight birthday dates for each child. What if the client repeated the invitation several months later? And which child’s birthday had he used for that client?  He could hardly have each child born twice!

There was only one thing for it; Angus began to keep a notebook. It worked perfectly.

These days he has six grandchildren. There’s no need for names. There’s no need for notebooks. It’s simply, “I can’t come sorry. It’s a grandchild’s birthday.”

18 thoughts on “2395. Excuses excuses

  1. umashankar

    It is infinitely difficult to maintain the sanctity of lies as opposed to truth. The seemingly tame end of the tale is in fact a brilliant solution, and offers a transformational account of a much larger proportions.

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  2. Sarah Angleton

    I have constantly busy teenagers. No need for a birthday. Someone always has a practice or performance or a competition or some obligation or other. I never run out of excuses, but I also never have any time.

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