Like Being Low. Like Being Stoned..
My brother just wrong-numbered 911. Honestly. He was trying to dial the area code to check his voice mail, and his finger slipped. The conversation, as it was relayed to me, went as follows.
'911, what's your emergency?'
'Uh.. What?'
'911, what's your emergency?'
'Er. I think I dialed the wrong number..'
At which point the operator laughed at him, he apologised, and both hung up in a better mood than perhaps they had been.
He is such a dork.. This is the same boy, who, when calling to order a pizza, asked how the Papa John's worker was doing that evening before remembering he was supposed to be ordering. Such a sweet lad, if a bit too innocent for himself.
'911, what's your emergency?'
'Uh.. What?'
'911, what's your emergency?'
'Er. I think I dialed the wrong number..'
At which point the operator laughed at him, he apologised, and both hung up in a better mood than perhaps they had been.
He is such a dork.. This is the same boy, who, when calling to order a pizza, asked how the Papa John's worker was doing that evening before remembering he was supposed to be ordering. Such a sweet lad, if a bit too innocent for himself.