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9-1-1

Do you ever wonder if the police are on top of things? Have you ever been tempted to call 9-1-1 just to see what would happen?

Well, I actually did it one time, although it was an accident.

My sisters are my best friends and I like to talk to them as much as I can, especially since we live in different states. One day I tried to give one of them a call. I pressed in her area code, which should have been 9-1-9.

Unfortunately, our phone was on its way out and the 1 button would almost always stick, as it did this day. I growled at the phone and hung up to start all over again, not giving the numbers I had dialed any more thought.

My sister didn’t answer, so I just left a message and hung up the phone to get on with my day. I checked on my son, who was playing video games. Then the phone rang. I answered, thinking that maybe it was my sister and she just had not been able to reach the phone in time.

“This is the 9-1-1 operator and we just received a hang up call from this number. Is everything okay?”

It was then that it dawned on me that I had inadvertently dialed 9-1-1. I explained as much to the nice young man.
“Are you sure?” He didn’t sound convinced of my story.

“Yes.” I answered as cheerfully as I could.

My son chose that moment to let out a blood-curdling scream, which he often did while he played video games.
“Ma’am, what was that?”

I could feel my face turning red.

Again, I explained the situation to him.

“Do you need me to send a car over?” He still didn’t believe me.

“You can if you want, but there really is no problem.” I responded. Then we hung up.

Although I fully expected to see a police car driving by my house within the next few minutes, one never came.

If my son’s hollering wasn’t at the perfectly, absolutely, wrong time… However, it is good to know that if I ever need the police, the 9-1-1 operators are right on top of things!

Next time, it’s all about my favorite Super Hero – Wonder Woman!

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