"Certainly. A as in aye. B as in bee. B as in bee. E as in eye. Y as in you."
"Just a minute, sir. I'll connect you with my supervisor."
"I've had mine for fifteen years," she said. "Couldn't you change yours?"
They refused, so she said, "Fine. From now on, I'm going to tell everyone who calls that their invoice is satisfied."
The accounts department got a new number the next day.
"Who was that?" asks Doris.
"I dunno, he wanted to know if the coast is clear."
"He wanted to provide a auto-attendant menu-driven telephone system that would give HR advice by phone," said the IT Manager.
"I was taken to lunch by the local phone company to discuss it. Being new to the project, I started by asking what percentage of the Ribble Valley community had touch-tone phones ... mission critical for automated attendant systems. As I remember, the food was excellent and the project was never discussed again."
"Hi?" I said.
"Can I speak to Danny, please?"
I replied, "I'm sorry, he's out. Can I take a message?"
"Do you know what time he'll return?" she asked.
"I think he said he'd be back at 10 pm."
Silence on the other end... a confused silence.
"Is this Les?"
"Yep. Do you want to leave a message for Danny?"
"Well... he asked me to call him tonight," she said, in an agitated voice.
I replied, "Well, he went out with Joanne at 7 pm and said that he would be back at 10 pm."
A stunned voice now: "Who's Joanne?!"
"The girl he went out with."
"I know that! I mean... who is she?"
"I don't know her surname. Do you want me to leave a message for Danny?"
"Yes. Tell him to ring me when he gets back."
She was sounding pretty irate at this point. "I will. Is this Holly?"
She exploded, "Who's Holly?"
"Well... he's going out with Holly at 10:00. I thought you were her. Sorry... it was an honest mistake."
"Danny’s the one that's made the mistake! Tell him that Cath called him and the she's very upset and that I would like him to call me as soon as he gets home."
I said, "Okay, I will... but Julie isn't going to like this..."
The telephone was invented in 1875.
If you had lived back then, you could have sat in the bath for 25 years without being interupted by the phone.
The father replied, "It is mostly a matter of degree. Let me show you what I mean."
With that the father dialled a random number. He said, "Hello, is Adrian there?"
The man answered, "There is no one here called Adrian. Why don't you pay attention when dialling?"
He was probably very busy with something and we annoyed him. Now watch...."
The father dialled the number again. "Hello, is Adrian there?" asked the father.
"Now look here!" came the heated reply. "You just called this number andI told you that there is no Adrian here! You've got a lot of nerve calling again!" The receiver slammed down hard.
The father turned to his daughter and said, "You see, that was anger. NowI'll show you what exasperation means."
He re-dialled and when a violent voice roared 'Hello!' , the father calmly said, "Hello, this is Adrian. Have there been any phone calls for me?"
When the phone rang, Tony answered saying, "Psychic Hotline. I'm sorry, but you've dialled the wrong number."
The callers would reply with something like, "I didn't even ask to speak to anyone yet. How did you know I dialed the wrong...!" (click)