I used to have a daft line that I occasionally used for unexpected phone calls. (My work is nothing to do with animals.) One day I tried it in the office when the phone rang.
"Hello, Battersea Dogs' Home, Alsations department. How may I help you?" was my line. My three office mates heard and immediately started barking madly in the background.
"Er ... this is Mr Russell ... solicitor for Mr C ... er..."
Oh shit, it was my divorce solicitor. I was so embarassed. He must have thought I was a complete loon. No wonder I didn't get a very good settlement.