The 6.30pm...

[Jemisa]

I loved this one:..........



After a tiring day, a commuter settled down in her seat and closed her eyes.

As the train rolled out of the station, the bloke sitting next to her pulled out his mobile phone and started talking in a loud voice:

"Hi sweetheart. It's Harry. I'm on the train.

Yes, I know it's the six thirty and not the four thirty, but I had a long meeting.

No, love, not with that blonde from the accounts office. With the boss.

No sweetheart, you're the only one in my life.

Yes, I'm sure.............. cross my heart"

Ten minutes later, he was still talking loudly, when the young woman sitting next to him had had enough and leaned over and said into the phone,

"Harry, turn that phone off and come back to bed."

Harry doesn't use his mobile phone in public any longer.

[marval]

I love that one

[rccatnap]

Great. Very good advice.
My district nurse's phone number only differs from mine by one digit, so I occasionally get her calls. If I get a 'younger' voice calling for her, I often say, "Yes, she's right beside me, I'll just wake her."
Pregnant silence, then hoots of laughter when I tell them they've got the wrong number and immediately give them the correct one.

[Jemisa]

You're a nice man rrcatnap, a very nice man. :)

jem

[starone]

I like it too jem. Very funny and apt.

[zebo]

My late Mother's number and a local taxi firm had almost identical numbers and she got loads of calls from drunks after closing time. Eventually, she started playing dispatcher, I've often laughed about the drunks standing for hours on street corners, waiting for the taxis she had "sent".

[Kiki-frog]

Teehee. I've noted that one down for personal use.

[tonyav]

Doh.