Ramon Mycock was the funniest I've ever come across - Was working for an Insurance Company years ago, when his insurance claim came through to one of the team who had to call him up etc.
Ramon Mycock was the funniest I've ever come across - Was working for an Insurance Company years ago, when his insurance claim came through to one of the team who had to call him up etc.
My best story with names was a pal of mine who had a client called Mike Hunt (yes, really). For their Christmas Party one year, they had a sort of mock ball where each guest had their name announced as they arrived. The lady doing the announcing was petrified about announcing "Mike Hunt and Mrs Hunt". She tried splitting the words 'Mike' and 'Hunt' significantly but she was still unrelaxed about it. There was much joking in the office about how she would get it wrong on the night until someone suggested it would be safer if she announced his arrival as Michael Hunt and Mrs Hunt. She agreed this was a great idea. She practised incessantly. On the night, Mike and his wife duly arrived on time. With great confidence, she announced in her loudest voice "Michael C**t and Mrs C**t". She followed this "Oh my God, I've f'd up". Everyone was in stitches. And, they kept the client!
We met a great "Mike" on holiday one year, swapped business cards and agreed to keep in touch with them - yep, Michael Hunt. Also, I worked with a Wayne King.
An auntie of mine married to be Mrs Knight, her maiden name was Day.
An old mate of mine, his surname was Castle. Before I lost touch with him he was due to become a father, his girlfriend's christian name was Sandy. I often wonder if they got married.
An auntie of mine married to be Mrs Knight, her maiden name was Day.
An old mate of mine, his surname was Castle. Before I lost touch with him he was due to become a father, his girlfriend's christian name was Sandy. I often wonder if they got married.
That reminds me of someone my mother knew called Anne, who then married someone called Mr Drew to become Anne Drew...
We met a great "Mike" on holiday one year, swapped business cards and agreed to keep in touch with them - yep, Michael Hunt. Also, I worked with a Wayne King.
Mate at school was called Martin Curr, but we all called him Wayne.
We met a great "Mike" on holiday one year, swapped business cards and agreed to keep in touch with them - yep, Michael Hunt. Also, I worked with a Wayne King.
Mate at school was called Martin Curr, but we all called him Wayne.
Worked with a woman called Di Young. She told me she was always known as Diane until she got married, then she started encouraging people to call her Di because she found it amusing. She also told me a story of how she and her husband met an American couple and the husband introduced themselves by saying “Hi, my names Mel Stein and this is my wife Phyllis.” Di said she and her husband pissed themselves laughing, but the Steins were utterly oblivious.
I know of a Chinese student who came to the UK for education, who thought she would anglicise her name by calling herself Fanny Kok. It didn't take her long to realise that she ought to choose something different.
I have a friend called Mark Hunt. That's not a funny name unless there's a young lady shouting out ..'Has anyone seen Mark Hunt'. Which has happened on a number of occasions in the past
True story: A friend of mine hired a number of airline IT engineers, one of whom was a West African whose first name was Shittu. His surname, by hilarious coincidence was also Shittu.
My friend filled in Shittu's details (including his middle initial, 'O') on the company's HR database. A few hours later, someone from HR rang him...
'Hi, this new guy you have hired, I need to ask a quick question about him'
'Which one?'
'Shittu O Shittu'
'OK. What do you need to know?'
'We're running a sweepstake on him in the HR department. And we need you to confirm whether he's Nigerian or Irish'
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Lets just say the person on the mic didn't exactly emphasise the L in Schlitter.
An old mate of mine, his surname was Castle. Before I lost touch with him he was due to become a father, his girlfriend's christian name was Sandy. I often wonder if they got married.
Mate at school was called Martin Curr, but we all called him Wayne.
Ok ok I made that up.
Don't get it.
She also told me a story of how she and her husband met an American couple and the husband introduced themselves by saying “Hi, my names Mel Stein and this is my wife Phyllis.”
Di said she and her husband pissed themselves laughing, but the Steins were utterly oblivious.
My friend filled in Shittu's details (including his middle initial, 'O') on the company's HR database. A few hours later, someone from HR rang him...
'Hi, this new guy you have hired, I need to ask a quick question about him'
'Which one?'
'Shittu O Shittu'
'OK. What do you need to know?'
'We're running a sweepstake on him in the HR department. And we need you to confirm whether he's Nigerian or Irish'
I'd get home from work and call out up the stairs, "Are you home, Charlie?
"Yeah", he'd answer. "Me too", came Miss Charley's voice.
I always called her Charley Too.