One resort manager in Verbier (who we shall call Nick) was very excited about his new mobile phone. So much so that he took it with him on the mountain, before he had yet mastered the 'lock' feature.
In regular conditions this wouldn't have been a problem, but it was a powder day and he kept falling over. And every time he fell over he made a call to the last number he had dialed. Perfectly, in this case he ended up ringing one of his chalets where an ill guest answered the phone.
At first it was simply confusing for the poor Billy - a call from someone who was talking, just not to him. And the voice sounded familiar! It didn't seem like a hoax call, but as Nick kept falling over, the more the phone kept ringing. And as Nick got more frustrated, so did his language!
Unfortunately the chalet guest didn't quite take to the idea of his rep shouting 'Bollocks, bastard bollocks' at him. By the 10th call, he'd had enough. When Nick walked in that evening to sell après-ski he just shouted 'BOLLOCKS!' at him at the top of his voice.
They laughed about it later, but Nick was forever known as 'a bollocks rep' after that!