30.) Write an excuse for not working today
I was unable to come into work today for a few reasons. First, I've been coughing violently, sickened by my children and the disease factory we call pre-school. Second, the roads were packed to capacity, an endless stream of smog and steel clogged the highway, stopping and going, braking and slowing, people blaring their horns endlessly as though that would make things move faster. Third, I really, really hate my boss. His fat, stupid face fills me with rage in a primal sort of way. Whenever I see him I just want to run screaming out of an open window, bounce off the street below like a superhero, and deliver a striking uppercut hard enough to send him into space. If I had to go into work sick and fight through all that traffic, just to see his microwaved marshmallow body, I may literally explode.
46.) Describe a hot day
I awoke in an ocean of sweat, the radio weatherman talking over my alarm saying, "It's gonna be a scorcher today, folks!" After getting up and eating breakfast, I stepped outside my house and into my car. It had been baking in the sun; the heat trapped inside by the glass windows turned my tiny Chevy Sonic into a luxury sauna. As I drove, I could see typical hot-day staples. Children played with sprinklers in their front yard. Older people sat on rocking chairs on their porches, watching the kids. Cats and dogs stretched out in the sparse shade of buildings and trees, trying desperately to find some relief from the sun. Teenagers rode by on bikes on the sidewalk, sucking down iced soft drinks they bought at the gas station. The parking lots near the waterpark were packed. Around the block, patrons stood waiting in all manner of swimsuits, moms rubbing sunblock on their bratty children, dads carrying entirely too many pool accessories.
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