Running late to work

Sorry I'm running 30 minutes late—the subway signal failed right after I boarded, and we're stuck in the tunnel.

Apologies for the delay; I hit horrendous traffic from a multi-car pileup on the highway.

I'm so sorry, my alarm clock mysteriously died overnight, and I just woke up.

Running a bit late—woke up with a nasty stomach bug and had to deal with that first.

Ugh, my car wouldn't start this morning; had to jump it and I'm about 30 min behind.

Locked my keys in the car at home—took forever to get a locksmith out.

Power outage hit my neighborhood right before my alarm; everything reset and I overshot my wake-up.

Monsoon-level rain flooded the roads; had to reroute and dry off, adding 30 minutes.

Stopped to help at a fender-bender; cops needed witness statements, total time suck.

Emergency dentist visit for a cracked tooth ran way over—finally on my way, 30 min late.

Unexpected package delivery required signature; waited 20 minutes for the truck.

My cat knocked over a plant and ate some—vet emergency detour, sorry for the 30 min delay.

Phone charger failed, so I started late without my navigation apps—lesson learned.

Spilled coffee all over my shirt mid-commute; had to pull over and change completely.

Insane line at the coffee shop for my usual; should have skipped it, now 30 min late.

Realized halfway I forgot my wallet—doubled back home to grab it.

Major construction detour popped up out of nowhere; GPS sent me in circles.

Bike tire went flat two blocks in; walking it to a shop took ages.

Gave a stranded coworker a ride; their car broke down right in front of me.

Morning yoga class got extra zen and overran—feeling limber but 30 minutes tardy.