Omar was a brighy boy with a good education.  He worked in an office.  His boss was very pleased with him.  One evening Omar went out with his brothers.  It was his birthday.  At eight o'clock they went to a friend's house and they had a drink.  Then they went to another friend's house and they ate and drank and danced.  Then, at one o'clock in the motning they went to another friend's house.  They laughed and sang and danced and drank all through the night.  At seven o'clock in the morning Omar went home.  He was very tired and he felt ill.  He called his boss at home.  The boss answered the phone.

  "Hello, who is it?""It's me……Omar.  Look……I'm very sorry.I'm afraid I can't work today……I‘m very sorry.……I‘m very sorry ……I ……er……I‘m ill……I‘ve got a bad cold……Imust stay in bed ……I……er……I‘m very sorry""That's all right, Omar,"said his boss."Don't worry.……It doesn‘t matter。  Idon‘t need you today。  Stay in bed.  But，Omar，don't be late tomorrow.  I need you tomorrow.  Tomorrow is Monday"