Lol

That is pretty genius 

*makes note*

 I've never thought to do that, but I can see how it might be useful 

I have my mum's number saved as Brittany Spears

Well gotta think of me street cred

hahaha that's good.

You should change it now to 'Christmas'  then when he rings you you can shout 'It's Chriiiiiiistmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas!'

His nibbs has his boss saved as 'Tw*t' with a 'bullshitter alert' ringtone...I don't think he likes him much.

Respect due

 I never thought of having a ringtone for the OHs da, I think the Jaws or Psycho theme tune would suit.

I have Mr Cinds in as Husband.  Master Cinds is in as Bert and this picture pops up on the screen when he calls.  This is because he looks exactly like that in his latest passport photo.

I also have someone in my phone under the name 'smelly machine'  I don't know who it is, it's a customer, but I don't know their real name.

I'm getting the distinct impression that you aren't too keen on you FiL, Ells.

And does the customer have a smelly machine?  What kind of machine is it?

Awww I thought I hid it so well too  He's a right *C word* <<< that word doesn't even cover it though!

I don't know whether it's smelly or not.  But when he rang it was to report a breakdown and the office phones divert to my mobile if they ring more than a certain number of times.  I was out shopping and had no pen with me so stored his number in my phone under 'smelly machine' because he said his pressure washer was not pumping properly and had a funny smell.

I also have a few friends called Jo.  They are stored in my phone as:

Little Jo

Uni Jo

Hairdresser Jo

&

Jo up the street

And he definitely didn't think he was phoning his GP? 

  That's even funnier because our office number is almost the same as the local GP's (2 digits around the other way) so we are always getting calls for them.  I almost had a bloke come in for a full physical 

But my favourite one ever was some woman rang to make an appointment.  Mr Cinds very politely told her she had the wrong number, that's when things went wrong.  

She started arguing with him that she did NOT have the wrong number etc etc, it went on for a few minutes him telling her she did indeed have the wrong number and her screaming down the phone at him (I could hear her from t'other side of office).  Anyway, it ended with Mr C saying 'Look I'm no medical expert, but I can diagnose over the phone that your problem is you have your head stuck firmly up your arse' and then hung up on her.

  Great diagnosis!

Years ago, we had nearly the same number as a local garage, which also had the same name as our surname.

I can't tell you how many men I accidentally booked in for a full service! 

Bulk buying lube?