The lone controller was bored too, but insisted on proper terminology and would lecture the pilot on proper radio technique every morning. The lessons fell on deaf ears and the pilot continued his daily "Guess who?" callups. That is, until the morning the radio crackled, "Guess who?" once too often.
The controller, well prepared, turned off all the lights on the airport and responded, "Jones Field, guess where!" The freight pilot's radio procedures were impeccable from then on.
