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Well, I don't have any stories about work, but I do have a story about school. One Monday I woke up at 7:55 and almost did a backflip out of bed when I realized what time it was. I jumped out of bed, threw on what I had worn the day before, ran out of my dorm and hauled ass to my 8:00 class.
I made it to my class and walked in and started towards my desk. The instructor saw me as I was halfway to my seat and said, "I admire your willingness to learn Mr A, but today is Monday and you're enrolled in my Tuesday class."
The entire class busted out laughing and looked over where I had stopped halfway down the aisle... Not only was I in the wrong class, but I was wearing wrinkly clothes and my hair looked like I had just been electrocuted.
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