There was a guy who worked at the chemical plant where I worked that hated to be called in to work. He wouldn't answer the phone on his days off, getting his wife to answer instead. Problem was that his wife refused to lie for him and, he'd get forced to come in and work anyhow. He solved his problem by naming each of the rooms in his home after nearby locations. The plant would call, his wife would answer, look to see which room he was standing and then say, He's in Petersburg or He's in Richmond.

My shop called everyone in to work on Christmas day after a power failure and loss of steam in the plant froze everything up. It was an emergency situation, everyone was told come in now or don't come back until we call you. One guy, the shop chief, said he was drunk(a real possibility) when he answered. The foreman said, you sound sober to me, get your butt in here. Of course, he didn't come in. When he did finally come in, the next day, he was called into the office. We all heard what was said. It went something like this:

Foreman, "You were told to come in or else"
The chief: "When did you tell me that?"
Foreman: "When I called you yesterday. "
The chief: "Did you call me yesterday? I was so drunk that I don't remember a lot of yesterday."

That was the end of that. Of course, our union people were of the opinion that if the chief was really drunk, the foreman was assuming the responsibility for anything that happened if the chief had been forced to drive in to the plant.