My father told me this story of his old days working police dispatch. I am not sure if it's true or not, but I thought I would tell it to you all. I think he is speaking the truth, as he usually does not talk about his police days. I could go on about all his ATC days...
My dad is working the evening shift when he takes this call. He remembers it being around 10 PM.
D--Sherriff’s office. What is the nature of your emergency?
C--Yeah. I'm sitting out on my patio, having a smoke before going to bed. *pauses*
C--And I can see my neighbors jumping on their trampoline! *pauses again*
C--I can see them over my privacy fence! I need a deputy out here!
D--Well, sir...I can't send a deputy out there just for that. Why is it bothering you?
D-- ....(*is trying not to laugh*)
C--I'm real distraught, sir!
D--Okay, okay, I'll send a deputy out there as soon as possible.
And he knew that he had to have a deputy call instead of broadcasting it so there wouldn't be a crowd at the home when the cops arrived.
Anyone have similiar stories to share?