Phone Service Puns

>!Not enough bars!<

Try putting shoes and a shirt on it

No shirt, no shoes, no service.

Virgin Mobile!

He got upset and said something to my mom, to which she replied, "We've been roaming all day".

Why did they stop cell phone service at the prison?

Because the contexts were abusive.

He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy whips out his phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps, "My friend is dead! What can I do?". The operator says "Calm down. I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." There is a silence, then a shot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says "OK, now what?"

At the cemetary visiting my grandparents and enjoying the view.

Mom (trying to get cell phone service): "Damn, I can't get any bars around here!

Dad: Yeah, it's a real dead zone around here.

We were at a hotel this weekend and my dad pulled this on my brother and me.

I was trying to get my phone online and as usual the hotel internet took me to their website. They had a cool thing wher you could order room service or an alarm or different stuff, including checking out from the room.

Me: "Cool you can check out from the room."

Dad: "I hope so, I don't want to live here forever."

I walked straight into that one, and then we all laughed.

We've been teaching our 4 year old angel/terrorist daughter to use the phone so that in an emergency she'll be able to call me/SO/emergency services. I noticed when i got home yesterday that I had a missed call on my mobile phone from the land-line number, so I asked her: "Did you call me earlier?" Quick as a flash she replys: "No, I called you Dad!" My work here is done.

My boyfriend works as customer service for a tech company, so he deals with emails and phone calls all the time. Here's a conversation we had today.

Me: How was work?

Him: Busy. I had to deal with so many assholes on the phone.

Me: Sounds like your day stunk.

For a little background my dad enjoys the more vulgar jokes. Anyway, he often jokes about his "company." In fact every time he answers the phone he answers as if it's a call towards his company.

(He answers the phone) "Hello this is the Viiiiibrator Repair Service." Caller - "the what?" Dad - "This is Dick Phitzwell's Vibrator Repair Service, as of right now only the installation department is available."

It's not a joke really cause there's no funny punchline. The caller normally laughs and then carries on with the call.

Another one he likes, "What does an 80 year old woman taste like?

Depends.."

The other day we are at the beach. We're walking back to our vehicle and he's carrying his metal detector in his hands. Random beachgoer - "Did you find anything?" Dad - "No, unfortunately my battery went dead... just like my ex-wife's 'curling iron' under her pillow."

There's many many more. I'll have to catalog them in some form. Let me know if you'd like to hear the life and times of Dick Phitzwell.

...and they have these little cardboard coin banks shaped like buses for families to take home. After the service we were all standing around, waiting for my mom to finish talking to people. I'm on my phone, when all of a sudden I hear something hit the ground between my feet. I look, and there's one of the cardboard buses between my feet, and my dad standing there with a huge grin. I look at him, confused.

"see what I did there?"
"what?"
"see what I did there?"
"no..."
"I threw the BUS under YOU!"

and he walked away dad-chuckling to himself.
well played, dad. well played.