I turned onto a four lane divided road (45 mph speed limit) and two large horses with no tack on charged by me on the side of the road. They were inches from oncoming traffic, and people were freaking out. It was in a transition area from urban to rural, but they were coming from the urban part, so I don’t know what was going on.
Did you hang around to see what happened?
I’ve only ever called emergency once in my life, too (in NZ the number is 111). I was leaving for work one morning and noticed that my neighbours’ front door was standing open, and I knew the neighbours were away; so I called the police. (Turned out the door had just blown open in a gale, thankfully.)
Did you tell the dispatcher “I have my freedom but I don’t have much time!”?
I had to call 911 once, and I was so embarrassed. I had food poisoning and had been, umm, “unwell” (to avoid details) for eight hours, couldn’t keep water down, and couldn’t walk anymore. I crawled to the phone and called my doctor’s service. He called right back and said, “Call 911 now, get to the hospital and get hydrated.”
I crawled outside and lay there on the sidewalk (nice weather, happily) and waited for the ambulance to bundle me off. Of course, I was fine after they did their stuff. But so embarrassing, I kept thinking, “But it’s just food poisoning, I’ll be fine tomorrow!”
I called them once when I came upon a guy abusing a woman. They were in a car and stopped in the middle of the road. She opened her door to get out and he yanked her back in by her hair and then smacked her in her face a couple times.
I leaned on my horn while I was calling 911. He took off and I followed them. He pulled over again and threw her out of the car. I tried to get her to get in my car, but she refused and jumped over a big fence instead. The guy took off too. The dispatcher cancelled the call and I went home thinking I was lucky he wasn’t armed. I hope she left him.
Meh, I have those people on speed dial.
What, you can’t remember 9-1-1? Takes to many buttons to dial it? Reminds me of a news-of-weird story where a gangsta had it on speed dial and accidentally called the cops on himself in the middle of a drug deal. I thought, what, you can’t remember 911?
Lamar Mundane, you don’t live in TN do you?
Your post wigged me out a bit. I see you posted yesterday (Mon), and as though it just happened. Well, on Thurs evening, at 8:15 or so eastern time, I got a call from a friend to say that 2 of her horses had been hit on the road and that she couldn’t find the 3rd.
The road is a 4 lane divided hwy, the spot is a rural area between urban areas, the horses were not tacked up, and my friend’s husband’s name is Lamar.
And yes, 911 was called, buy multiple people I assume. One dead horse on each side of the road, many many emergency vehicles, including a helicopter, and traffic backed up for a mile in each direction.
That was an experience I do not ever need to repeat. Thank Fates & gods of beloved creatures that the 3rd horse was found unharmed, and that no human was killed.
Most north american cell phones will dial 9-1-1 if you hold down the 9 key. This is NOT a good number to pocket dial :eek: I mean, I’m not a drug dealer so it was just embarrasment rather than arrest but still!
I’ve called 911 several times, but only once was it not from a cell phone while driving. I’ve reported obviously drunk drivers, once a semi with a driver either falling asleep or drunk or something, fires, guy driving on wrong side of highway, accidents. Once, though, in an apt in Denver, there was a guy pounding on my door, I opened the door and he was bleeding all over, and he was saying, let me in, my wife is going to kill me. I hesitated because I did not want blood on the carpet, then I saw his wife charging up stairs w a big knife. So I let him in. She tried to break window, but could not do it with just her hands an the knife. Then cops showed up, like 1 minute after I initiated call, so I think someone else called first. I did not know the guy. He picked my place because lights were on at 2 am.
Oh, I forgot- there was another couple, different complex, that caused me to call 911 twice because of domestic disputes. Once, she was running across the yard in underwear, screaming.
I’ve called them a few times. The most interesting one I think was when I was driving down a highway and 4 or 5 large tires broke off the back of a flatbed and started bouncing down the road. A semi behind them was unable to avoid one and the tire hit the windscreen on top of his cab and cracked it up pretty bad.
Another time when I was in high school, I stopped for a train and saw a truck rear end a car, which rolled into the crossing. The train was moving slowly and they were fortunate enough to get the car pushed off in time. Adding to the oddness, the victim was my high school guidance counselor, we talked briefly after the accident and he asked me to run and call 911. His daughter was one of my friends at school and I went to tell her about it and she first thought I was kidding because he was just rear ended a few weeks prior.
911 calls me.
I’ve called several times because of domestic disturbances, a few times because of a crime in progress, and a few times because of my own questionable health.
I also called when my son was choking on a penny. Fortunately, he’s a puker.
I called 911 during Christmas break of my sixth-grade year. I would have been 10 years old. My grandmother was babysitting me and my sister, and she had a heart attack in her chair and went unconscious. Good thing I saw her go down, or I might have thought she was just sleeping. My dad was a part-time EMT at the time, so I knew about emergency stuff. I called 911, then sent my sister (age 5) over to the neighbors to get her out of the way and opened the front door for the paramedics. Then I called my mom at work. That was a crazy hella day. Grandma survived, but went senile pretty fast after that and lived in a haze for the next 13 years or so.
A few years ago Mr. S and I called 911 on a car that was weaving all over the road in front of us, including crossing the center line. The cops got the car pulled over and took our statement. They said it looked to be a case of reaction to medication. Funny, when they said we could go and we tried to start our van, the battery was dead. The tow truck that had been called to take the other driver’s car away came over and gave us a jump.
We live on a pretty curvy, hilly road with a drainage ditch on one side of the road. Many, many people misjudge how quickly they can drive on the road and end up in the ditch. We have heard quite a few accidents happen, look out the front window and call 911 to report it.
I also called once when my husband passed out on the bathroom floor. Turns out he was allergic to aspirin and was having a reaction.
I called once when I awoke to find an intruder in my bedroom, once when I was robbed at knifepoint (I work in a bank) and a few times as a kid when my mother’s abusive boyfriend started in on her. 911 is a beautiful thing.
Are you a teller? How many robberies have you gone through?
When I was a teller I went through five, and was directly involved in two. I didn’t call 911 though, I pulled the alarm which summoned police and the FBI. But there were also instances of known criminals trying to cash bad checks and stuff like that. That’s when we called 911. I saw a fair number of people getting cuffed!
Doesn’t it feel great when you can finally have ice water again? Best feeling in the world after puking all day.
Never had to call them but I did go to a doc in a box one evening and my blood pressure and heart rate was so high they called it a stoke out situation and took me to the ER in an ambulance.