Nine One Wuh?
Aug. 5th, 2008 06:25 pmHeads up to the really, really stupid crowd: It is not an emergency when a slot machine takes the money you put into it. Or you have a fight with your brother. Or Subway puts the wrong sauce on your sammich.
Any goofy-ass news you've heard about lately (apart from the whole idiotic tire-gauge thing)?
Any goofy-ass news you've heard about lately (apart from the whole idiotic tire-gauge thing)?
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Date: 2008-08-05 10:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-05 10:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-05 10:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-05 10:58 pm (UTC)And then they make me cry because I realize it was the generation I was born into.
The 90's were so "radical", right? Why is it that so many stupid people grew up during that decade?
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Date: 2008-08-05 11:49 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-06 12:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-06 12:43 am (UTC)On the other hand, I'm actually encouraged by the tire gauge thing, because if that's the worst the GOP can throw at Obama...well, it's no Swift Boat Veterans For Blatant Frakking Lies, that's for sure. I know presidencies have been won and lost on seemingly trivial things, but something about all of McCain & crew's negative campaigning this time around rings hollower than usual. I can't even get mad. I can only laugh at how incredibly ridiculous they are. I may, of course, feel differently if this crap actually wins him the damn election.
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Date: 2008-08-06 04:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-05 10:59 pm (UTC)Moon... Finger... You know the rest.
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Date: 2008-08-05 11:12 pm (UTC)And one from a women who called because a Bouncer spilt water on them.
People are dumb, something you learn so fast in a job like that.
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Date: 2008-08-05 11:59 pm (UTC)http://thelawdogfiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/dispatchers-dont-get-paid-enough.html
http://thelawdogfiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/dispatcher-return.html
"Mommy says if I don' eat kak-rots, I go-go jail."
'Kak-rot'? What the hell is a 'kak-rot'? Fortunately the Sheriff -- father, recent grandfather, hopefully fluent in Small Child -- wanders by, coffee in hand.
"Boss," I say, hand over the receiver mouthpiece, "What the hell is a 'kak-rot'?"
He pauses, sipping meditatively, "It's either orange-coloured rabbit-bait, or unlawful in twelve states -- depending on the age of your caller."
Oh. Carrot.
... ... (mom calls and gives him hell for not going along)
"Madam, your daughter may need to talk to a police officer sometime. If I terrify her by telling her I'm going to throw her in jail for absolute bushwa, then all cops become the Boogeyman. Small children just don't walk up to the Boogeyman and tell him about emergencies."
"Now look here, buddy, I pay your salary."
"Yes, you do. You -- personally -- pay about two dollars and forty-five cents of my salary each year. Here's your $2.45 worth: find a way of serving kak-rots that she likes."
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Date: 2008-08-06 01:24 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-06 10:46 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-06 02:45 am (UTC)"This boy's dying of LURGY!"
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Date: 2008-08-06 04:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-06 11:13 pm (UTC)That's fine, right? Good for her?
She thought she was overdosing because she'd heard them say on the television that they were going to let a black man run for President.
Naturally, everyone was very polite and professional in addressing her concern and informing her that no, this was really happening and was not an overdose hallucination. But man has it been a well-received story since.