Well it’s over, man it flew by. I hit my boss up for a day off and when my buddy from work heard that I was going to be taking Wen off he wants to go. The thing is he doesn’t have the balls to ask the boss for the day off. So what’s he do he calls in sick, I’m thinking he had personal time left WRONG.
So when some of the guys ask where I’m at, the boss tells them I’m hunting and they rat that Dog called in sick (that’s his nick name) anyways. My boss is no dummy; he puts two and two together and says I hope Dog doesn’t forget his shotgun. BUSTED!
I’m in the clear but all day I’m busting Dogs balls on him lying about being sick. Well anyway we put the smack down on the ducks. We shot a nice mix bag of Mallards, Whistlers and Buffleheads we both limited out, fun had by all.
Now today at work did he ever get it by everybody. He’s acting kind of funny all day I ask, “What’s up” he tells me today he’s really sick. What can I say but “sucks to be you” :laughing:
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