This was a few years ago now and we're no longer married...

I was out with my team at work, having a few drinks. One round turned into about 8 and I missed the last train home. Being the caring and responsible husband, I thought it best to call the wife and let her know that I'm gonna get a hotel. "Hey honey, just to let you know, I've missed the last train and I'm gonna share a room with a workmate"...

My wife was the jealous type: "Who?"...

Now would be a good time to explain that we had a lot of Nick's so we differentiated by including surnames, in this case, Cole.

In hindsight telling your wife you're pissed, have missed the train home, are having a great time and you're going to go and sleep with Nick Cole... Maybe not my brightest moment.

To compound the problem, her business partner was called Nicole so she very quickly drew the rest of the fucking owl and came to the conclusion that I was banging her business partner behind her back.

But fate had more in store for me. Just as the words left my mouth, when even my shitfaced little brain knew I'd fucked up, but before the start of a verbal onslaught, that was the moment my phone ran out of juice. Like some kind of fucked up power move, I called my wife, told her I'm having a great time, I'm drunk and I'm gonna go sleep with Nicole. Click

The next day at work, my poor little hungover brain was not prepared.

...we're no longer together.

TLDR: Got drunk, told my wife I was going to share a room with a workmate, workmates full name is phonetically identical to her business partners name. 4 years later - divorce.