Ha ha, yeah. I'm in quality control at a steel fabrication shop and I work 6 days a week usually and I have to be there at 5am. I have some mornings like this sometimes when I just wake up 20 minutes late. So I call in sick, I have 14 vacation days and 3 personal days per year to use so it's not really an emergency situation where I need a new excuse because I can't think of one.
When I was teaching lessons, there were two particular excuses that were memorable.
The first was from an adult student who was in a higher authority position on the Fire Dept. His excuse was "I can't make my lesson today because I have to go arrest someone for arson."
The other was a long-time student, who rarely missed. She called and said, "The garage door is broken, and my car is in the garage." The funny part was the disbelief in her voice when she left the message. I gave her a tough time at the next week's lesson.
Middle management at my work got in trouble a few years ago with HR because someone called in and they questioned/doubted them. Now they aren't aloud to ask or say anything except "ok". Being at the bottom of the totem pole, there's something very satisfying about seeing HR crack the whip on my bosses after constantly being subjected to their micro-managing incompetence.
I'm in the camp of never missing work unless it's a completely legitimate reason.
One of the best reasons is car trouble.
Although, at a previous job, I had legitimate car problems and could not go to work, so I called the boss to let him know. I had to have the car towed to a mechanic. I checked email from home a few times that day. Later that afternoon I got a call about the car, and agreed to the repairs. About 4pm that afternoon/evening, I walked down the street to the regular daily neighborhood pickup basketball game, and played for about an hour.
About 5pm I got the call the the car was ready. My wife got home from work and we went to pick up the car.
The following morning my boss called me in his office and said that someone had reported to him that I was playing basketball the night before. I confirmed this. He said, "If you called out sick, how is it that you felt well enough to play basketball?"
So I reminded him of my car problems - not health problems. He cleared his throat... and darted his eyebrows at me... and said, "I suggest that when you're not able to make it work, you try to keep a lower profile in the neighborhood."