... Dany got a new mobile phone this morning. His old one was 9 years old, the number '4' key didn't work and the tired old battery needed charging daily. So he splashed out all of 20 euros (about 22$ - no it's not a smart phone ...). We each have a very basic phone and each only pay 2 euros a month for 4 hours of calls and unlimited texts. Our children and grandchildren think it's quaint but embarrassing. I was helping Dany set up some stuff on the phone and accidentally called the local Sapeurs-Pompiers - the paramedic/firemen. I'm not sure how it happened - but it happened 6 times. On the 4th call they didn't ask what the emergency was, they just said "Bonjour Madame Stewart". Dany thinks I'm after finding a toy-boy .........
I know! I did it again this afternoon - I was watching Roland Garros on TV, minding my own business when I heard a muffled voice saying "Madame Stewart? Madame Stewart" - Dany's phone was under a cushion on the sofa, I had sat on it and my bottom had called my pool of potential toy-boys .... .... I'll probably get fined for wasting their time.
They do fine for that over here. It sounds as if you live in a smaller area, though, and perhaps they enjoy the break from the normal routine. If it happened with any other number, it might be a good idea to block it, but that's definitely not a number you want to block. It seems they have a sense of humor about it, which is good. Just make sure if something really does happen and you actually need them, you scream very loudly .
Yes, we live in a small town. Maybe if we lived in a big city their patience would be more limited! We've worked out how to lock the keypad so that we can't dial anybody by accident anymore - but we can still call emergency services with the touch of one button when needed. I called the fireman to tell them that we'd solved the problem .......
they are strange. years back before iphones when we first had wireless i bought an ATT phone. the salesman warned me if it ever died it would dial 911 just before crashing. thought he was pulling my leg. one day in my garage I heard sirens and squad cars and paramedics pulled in my driveway. I checked the phone. dead as a door nail. I made a full apology. but when i told them what happened, they looked at each other thinking my cheese had slide off its cracker