View Full Version : Hello Mr. Cameron, Its the Seattle Police Deparment Calling
Monsieur Decuts
03-03-2006, 01:14 PM
"I assume everything is okay with you in the office today, we had another 911 hang up from your phone"
"Yes yes everythings fine today. Except that I can't seem to dial 9 then 1 and then my clients phone numbers without double typing the number 1"
"Yes Mr. Cameron we know that, Glad everything is okay today"
"Thanks for the call, talk to you soon I'm sure"
Its a sick joke that I have to dial 2/3rds of an emergency number about 30 times a day. Even with a 99% accuray rate I'm still going to call 911 at least once a week. I'm probably a huge inside joke at the cop shop.
i've done that before. i was calling home (i was on the other sie of the country at the time). after i was done, the phone ringed. I answered "Telus Terrain Park, and events, how may i help you?" then 911 was askingif i called, and if there was an emergency, i said what happened, and they were cool with it. luckily it was 10 or so at night, and i was the only one left in the office. i thought it was pretty funny.
that's funny you do it once a week, though.
abcdefz
03-03-2006, 01:21 PM
...doesn't "9" get you an outside line? -- so, effectively, you're dialing "11"?
hardnox71
03-03-2006, 01:27 PM
That is fucking hilarious!!! Yeah, I can hear the cops talking shit about you now.
When I was in high school I worked as bank teller. On Saturdays I would get stuck working the drive-up windows. We would sit on these barstool type chairs that swiveled around in circles since we had to be seated high enough to be able to make eye contact with people in trucks and shit like that. Underneath the counter at every tellers' station was a 'panic alarm' that, when pushed, sent an alarm signal directly to the Oak Lawn police department. The fucking panic alarm button just happened to be level with my right knee cap when I was sitting on the stool. When things got slow I would swivel back and forth while counting my drawer unconsciously knocking the hell out of this fucking little button. I would look up and there would be three or four police cars in the drive up, on the grass, on the sidewalk, everywhere....cops running around with their guns out. What a mess.
This shit happened every Saturday for about a month and a half. Then the department started fining the bank and the bank started taking it out of my pay. I learned to stay off that fucking button.
Monsieur Decuts
03-03-2006, 01:29 PM
man thats what I would hope would happen...that's what SHOULD happen...hit the 9 and then it all starts from fresh...
what about the time I did it in vermont after I smoked a fat j and didn't have call waiting and the cops called back and then got no reply so they had to show up at my front door and i was shaking i was so paniced.
hpdrifter
03-03-2006, 01:47 PM
I did that once at Whistler, I dialed 9 to get out of the room and then 1 for something and 1 for something else.
They popos came to our room where there may have been some weed smoking. It was kinda nerve racking. But I wasn't smoking so I had to talk to them.
bigblu89
03-03-2006, 01:56 PM
...doesn't "9" get you an outside line? -- so, effectively, you're dialing "11"?
Yeah, you would think in an emergency, you'd have to dial 9-911.
Although maybe all phones are programmed that 911 automatically goes to emergency servies.
I've never tried it, or plan on trying it.
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