This evening

My mother: So I had to go to the doctor's today, to sort out my arm, and I didn't clock back in at work! So they thought I was out all along, even when I cam back, so I had to go to Ian, and he said "Do you have proof", and I didn't, but Ian's like that, really. So then I... [five minutes later] ...And then it turns out that I didn't clock out the previous night, so the computer thought that I was there all night, except that it automatically clocks everyone out at 4PM, and...

Me: Shut the hell up. No-one cares about your stupid boring story.





Guess which part of the above conversation didn't actually happen.