Where Tara's bumbling shines through once again
I accidently called 911 today. I went to dial my mother's number which starts with 9, and immediately after pressing the 9 I realized I would have to hit 1 first since I was dialing from a landline. Clearly my brain works too fast for my fingers, as I hit the 1 before hanging up. I was using the speakerphone function and I guess my hangup time was not sufficient to actually hang up, when I opened the line again and started to dial (starting with 1 again) I found the number was already ringing. Believing that the "91" i had dialed had somehow gone through, i quickly hung up, counted to 10, and dialed my mother. Right after hanging up the phone it rings, and the Police Department wants to know what the emergency is. I turn bright red (still over the phone mind you) and explain my error. Of course they have to send someone over, and then I get to look foolish for nice policeman. The worst part is that this isn't the first time I've done this. When I was 5 or so I tried dialing my grandmother's house; her number was stored in Memory-1 on the phone. Well, my 5 year old fingers managed to hit the fire station button instead of the 1, and I talked for a few minutes to some scary-sounding guy who was not my grandmother, and also didn't know where she was. And so I hung up the phone and a few minutes later there was a firetruck in the front of the house. Mother dearest was none too pleased, and since then I've had a "thing" about phones, especially making phonecalls to people I don't know, and especially business/official type calls. So when you hear me rambling on your voicemails, or not maintaining the correct phone-etiquette, now you have some backstory as to why.
In other news:
END OF THE SUMMER BBQ 3 (THE COOKENING) TO BE HELD ON SUNDAY AUGUST THE 19TH at NOON at STAGE FORT PARK
I'm in the process of posting this everywhere, so chances are you'll see it in more than one place. But if you're reading it here you can tell me if you'll be attending or not.