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The Most Arrogant Way To Apologize
Dear business owners, here’s how not to say you’re sorry
I showed up to my colleague’s wedding party looking like a circus clown.
No. I didn’t plan it that way. I’m a very calculated guy. At least that’s what my friends say. I didn’t plan to wake up one Saturday morning and decide to go to my office colleague’s wedding ceremony with a pair of oversized pants and a shirt big enough to clothe three people my size.
It was all thanks to my laundry service company for surprising the hell out of me when I needed them the most.
The catastrophe
I discovered that I’d been screwed over when I arrived the wedding venue. I reached out to grab the clothes at the back seat — only to realize that another client’s clothes had been switched with mine.
This was after driving for more than 3 hours from the drycleaner's pick up shop.
Gosh, you can imagine my frustration when I realized I had just two options:
- Option 1: Shit happens. Call it a day and drive back home. But you’ve better got a pretty good explanation on Monday morning when Sam (my colleague) starts screaming: “Where the hell where you!??”
- Option 2: You drove all the way here man — just put…
