I would laugh, but my last time into PNE I contributed to a poor controller's heartburn myself
Philly approach had warned me that there was an airplane with a similar call sign heading for PNE(I was Tiger 950TE, the other plane was Tiger 937TE) that had confused him. He turns me over to PNE tower, and I hear PNE having issues with some guy who couldn't follow directions, kept calling traffic well above the airspace (finally met with HE'S NOT IN MY AIRSPACE AND NOT A FACTOR FOR YOU SO I DON'T CARE), and who, despite repeated instructions when to turn base started to turn at the normal point and almost turned in front of a jet. While this was going on, I called in before I entered the "D" space, and promptly told the controller I was "5 miles east.... no west!" "Which is it??! Where are you?" Sigh
Fixed that, then a minute later he was trying to call me to tell me where he wanted to go (well, where to fly, frankly he was to professional to tell me where he wanted me to go
). I flat couldn't hear who he was calling. We were getting bounced around, and all I could hear was "Tiger ***TE," Tig** ****E," etc. Poor guy had to try three times to tell me to head north, which positioned me beautifully for a left downwind entry. Meanwhile, he's directing a Bonanza to the right downwind for the same runway, another jet for a straight-in, and 937TE finally showed up headed for the airport. Meanwhile, the yahoo who had caused issues earlier had to be handheld off the runway. The controller tells me to watch for the Bonanza, and follow him in. To my horror, I couldn't see the Bonanza anymore, and simply could not pick him out of the background. I figured he was already well on final and I should be turning base, so I had to ask the poor controller to call my base. Big sigh from him... "turn base now... # 2 to land." I knew he had a jet behind me, so I was really hoping I didn't screw him up again. Finally saw the Bonanza as he crossed the numbers, and was cleared to land. I landed, and as I turned off the runway I was told to call ground, but don't stop while I did so and to clean up the plane on the roll. The jet that had almost gotten run into earlier had been waiting to cross the runway, and they cleared him across right behind me before the second jet landed.
I thanked the controller for his help, the Bonanza driver told him good job, and a jet chased me all the way to parking. Poor guy was busy, and I just added to his troubles. I definately need more practice at a controlled field