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Doctors Notes
Posted: May 2, 2005 9:25 am
by Crzy
Ok.. I know thi is horribly wrong to request but... I need a doctors note for a class I missed. I have no problem creating my own.. I just don't remember what they look like. I do expect to be told how immoral this is and thats fine. I just realized I had missed 1 to many classes unexcused and I nned to pass this class. Any help would be appriciated.
Thanks
Posted: May 2, 2005 9:27 am
by comemonday
I've only ever seen them written on their prescription pads--which could present a problem.... Good luck!
Posted: May 2, 2005 9:29 am
by springparrot
Posted: May 2, 2005 9:32 am
by Crzy
if only that would work..

Posted: May 2, 2005 9:34 am
by HawaiianGator
Crzy wrote:if only that would work..

put a yellow sticky on the back of a $20 and write "I was sick"
Posted: May 2, 2005 9:35 am
by PHBeerman
Dear Dave:
I wanted to explain that I have a very good reason for missing work yesterday. You see, it all started when I left work. Not long after that I ran into Lee Totten. We decided to catch the last half of the Lee Totten set at the club and have just one drink. Being the responsible person that I am, I assure you that it really was meant to be "just one drink".
I'm sure you've head the stories about Lee Totten (they're true) so you'll understand when I tell you that one thing led to another. Without warning we started firing down Coronas. Honestly, I was only thinking about leaving, and how I had someplace to be today. Really, I wanted to do the right thing. But Lee Totten is very stubborn and the next thing I know I'm in a raft headed for Havana wearing only my Pants.
Now, at this time I said to myself "Self, this is okay! You can still make it to work!" After all, I'm responsible and I have my priorities straight. Little did I know that the worst was yet to come.
Again, it wasn't my fault - this can all be blamed on Lee Totten.
A short while later, after I passed out, I vaguely remember being thrown into the trunk of a/an Land Cruiser and taken to Margaritaville. I couldn't stop thinking "That damn Lee Totten got me into this. Damn Lee Totten, damn Lee Totten."
Once there, I drank more and I don't remember much until dawn. When I did finally wake up -- and here's the wierd part -- I discovered that I was a Rastafari!! Besides that, I needed more beer!!!!
Anyway, I'm sure you can understand that, although I really wanted to be at work, I was just still drinking.
I'm sure you've heard all this before but if it makes you feel any better, I plan on kicking Lee Totten's ass for getting me in trouble.
Thanks for your understanding,
Sincerely
Troy
PS. Damn that Lee Totten.
Posted: May 2, 2005 10:34 am
by ph4ever
not THAT'S funny!!!

Posted: May 2, 2005 11:41 am
by DonnaKayDunbar
Posted: May 2, 2005 1:12 pm
by Crzy
Thanks! LOL...

Posted: May 2, 2005 3:46 pm
by bravedave
Dear john mason:
I wanted to explain that I have a very good reason for missing our wedding yesterday. You see, it all started when I stopped at a bar. Not long after that I ran into buffetbride. We decided to catch the last half of the Lee Totten set at the club and have just one drink. Being the responsible person that I am, I assure you that it really was meant to be "just one drink".
I'm sure you've head the stories about buffetbride (they're true) so you'll understand when I tell you that one thing led to another. Without warning we started doing body shots. Honestly, I was only thinking about leaving, and how I had someplace to be today. Really, I wanted to do the right thing. But buffetbride is very stubborn and the next thing I know I'm in the bathroom wearing only my thong.
Now, at this time I said to myself "Self, this is okay! You can still make the wedding!" After all, I'm responsible and I have my priorities straight. Little did I know that the worst was yet to come.
Again, it wasn't my fault - this can all be blamed on buffetbride.
A short while later, after I called a cab, I vaguely remember being thrown into the trunk of a/an Furbus and taken to my lawyer's office. I couldn't stop thinking "That damn buffetbride got me into this. Damn buffetbride, damn buffetbride."
Once there, I maxed out my credit cards and I don't remember much until dawn. When I did finally wake up -- and here's the wierd part -- I discovered that a 60 min. film crew was following me!! Besides that, I couldn't find my car!!!!
Anyway, I'm sure you can understand that, although I really wanted to be at our wedding, I was just beyond caring.
I'm sure you've heard all this before but if it makes you feel any better, I plan on kicking buffetbride's ass for getting me in trouble.
Thanks for your understanding,
Sincerely
Jennifer Wilbanks
PS. Damn that buffetbride.
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Posted: May 3, 2005 11:13 am
by AllGirlsChoir
This was a note a wrote for my boyfriend when he needed to call out sick for a show
Please excuse Joe from work this weekend. He has demonstrated symptoms of a very serious illness, buffettosis. We have been suspicious for several months that he may be becoming infected, and this weekend it has become evident that he does, in fact, carry the disease as demonstrated by the grass skirt growing from his hips and flowers sprouting from around his neck in the form of a lei. We are expected that he will make a full recovery by Monday at the earliest, but please be aware that this disease is known to recur annually. Thank you.
AllGirlsChoir, RN