Lazy Days

Perhaps you came across the adorable/fawning-press story a couple weeks back about Obama handing an absence note to a kid attending one of his speeches.

Take note that the kid wasn't sick, at a family funeral/wedding, or off looking at colleges - she was skipping school to hang out with the president.

Instead of chastising this blatant abuse of presidential authority (do they even have the authority to write an absence note?), I'm going to take inspiration. Every day at 2pm, I'll check out of the office and return the next morning with a special absence note, written by some figure of authority.

Reagan-era sense of entitlement not included

Hell, I could make up figures of authority to sign notes. But why do that when there's plenty of opportunities in New York? What if I hit up a Mayor Bloomberg event - can't refuse an excuse from him. Or maybe I should stake out some overrated restaurant until a celebrity showed up. No way my boss would refuse a hand-written note from Tim Gunn, though he would probably chastise my poor color coordination.

Of course, there are more everyday, simple solutions; just get an absence note from a New York City firefighter. Unless your boss/principal/overlord wants to be labeled as an unpatriotic hater of heroes, there's no way that note could be denied. Easy as pie.

There's just no reason not to play hooky. And you can thank President Obama for that.