Last Saturday i was awakened by the sound of my cell phone ringing at 7 in the morning. it was a 911 operator.
O:Are you okay ma'am?
Me: huh?
O: This is 911. we got a call from this number. are you okay?
...long story short i some how rolled over my phone while slepping an dialed 911 and left them with an open line for about 12 minutes.
My bad 911. My Bad.
Sunday, July 02, 2006
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Um... you gotta lock your keys. You know, 30 seconds after you last touch a button, your phone automatically locks itself. That way you can't dial anyone up from your pocket or your bed. My Thorpe taught me that. Your Thorpe used to call me from his pocket all the time. Annoying yes, but I got to listen in on some interesting conversations.
Even on locked keys you can still dial the 911 key. Or else, why even have one? I don't have that key on my new phone but on my old phone I always wanted to push it.
i'm not sure i have this special "911" button on my phone. oh well. guess i'll just die.
i want a thorpe.
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