Thursday, September 25, 2008

911-phone call

So on my exchange program to Canada (Montreal!!!) i made my first blunder just a day or 2 after i had checked in.

Montreal and Toronto have different area codes. Montreal is 514 and Toronto is 416. The oncampus residence has free local phone calling service (local meant only Montreal and i never knew it before!) which required dialing a 9 before any other numbers (9 514...) So, i thought il give a call to my aunt and say that i am ok.
Being a computer-worm (oh well i was sort of addicted to chatting and facebook at that time, so i was glued to the laptop) I was dialing the toronto number 941... but what i hadnt noticed was i had dialled 911! Fortunately i realised it on time and hung up before anyone can pick the phone. Triumphant that I had succeeded in not embarassing myself and getting into trouble I relaxed back into the chair and yes busily chatting away...

Tap tap tap so i heard some sounds. Got a lil freaked out cos the wooden floors make similar noise and sometimes when no one else is walking i still hear the noise! (Later on i realized the walls were too thin that you can even hear the floors creaking in the next room.) So anyways i ignored thinking i imagined the knocking. Then again i heard and this time i thought it was my roomie. (ya for the first few weeks we'd be polite and knock at our own rooms instead of barging in!)

So I yell out "Come in". Still no sign of anyone. I open the door and i see a red/ pink faced man, panting outside the door. He looked like a police (actually he was the security officer and i was too new to the place that i didn't know the difference between police and security guard!)
I was speechless when he asked me whether i had called 911... Of course i did but then i was very sure no one answered it. It couldn't have even been 5 mins since the call and this guy is already here at my door step. I felt like a total idiot. I so hoped there'd be a earthquake and id be swallowed in or had the powers to turn invincible. (I like the latter. Imagine all the things i could do... stalk a hot guy :P)

So anyways he gave a big sigh of relief, accepted my trucks of apologies and left with advices like i can always call for help.

Conclusion? Continue to make stupid blunders even after changing countries temporarily.
*sigh*

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