A neat feature built into cell phones is this concept that even if it has no carrier and no one paying the bill, it can still turn on and call 911. Great feature. I love it. Genius. Anyone who finds a phone in the street can turn it on and call for the FBI.
The call center has received a cell phone call requesting the FBI be sent immediately to a street corner.
Reading the text, which I’m sure the dispatch center was laughing about the whole time, I think back to every time I’ve had to wait for an ambulance to respond because others were tied up on clients instead of patients. Yes, I consider people who activate 911 for non-emergent, non-urgent, non-medical/police/fire/assistance clients, not patients.
Mr Universe is often seen at this corner, half in traffic, waving us along as if without him we will slow to a stop and not be able to continue. Mr Universe is homeless by choice and often tells us, at length, about how much easier it is to score with the ladies when you don’t have to waste your assistance check on housing.
He wears a number of layers of clothing, each eclectic in its own right. An open front helmet is covered with a variety of old CDs and flashy nick knacks he has collected over the years and a beard that matches his dreadlocks perfectly. And yet, despite his appearance, is entirely sane.
Today Mr Universe found a cell phone in the street and, by golly, it turned on. There was no service to it, someone likely threw it out instead of recycling it, but when Mr Universe saw it ask him if he needed 911, he decided to get some things taken care of.
As we arrived and saw him waving, as usual, and on the phone we could only wonder what he was up to.
“When did Universe get a phone?” the driver wondered aloud.
“Probably nicer than mine” the officer grumbled.
As I approach Mr Universe is still online with radio telling them that there is a conspiracy to destroy the earth and some other nonsense, and he wants the FBI, not the Fire Department.
Yes, dispatch assumed this man was mentally unstable and instead of sending a law enforcement officer, as per the caller’s request, they sent Fire/EMS. The catch all, end all of the system.
We informed Mr Universe we had no phone number for the FBI and the boss asked to see his phone. Out came the battery and Mr Universe was reminded that to seek fire or medical assistance he need simply use the street pull box located 6 feet away, but that false alarms are not tolerated.
He waited 6 hours to pull the hook in the box and ask for the FBI again.