OT: It's an emergency! My life depends on it...
What do you think when there's a phone call at 04:35am from someone hysterically crying?
You can only hear parts of the conversation but you can make out:
It's an emergency... My life depends on it!
More hysterical crying and the phone goes dead?
Then there's a text: I don't know who else to call because I can't get through to anyone (but badly spelled).
This happened at 04:35 this morning.
Someone called my SO and he called back.
It was a friend / acquaintance / colleague with whom he works.
He couldn't make out the story for all her crying, but I told him to go - and I was going with him.
Only a right minded person calls for help, crying, at that time of the morning, correct?
We got dressed and had no idea what to expect, least of all from her spotty address directions.
SO is a policeman and called in to work, asking the duty officer to be on stand-by in case real help was required because we had no idea what was going on.
After looking for her address for around 10 minutes (because she couldn't send a PIN) or make sense with where she lived (including the police checking in to ask for an update), we saw her standing in the road.
When we let her into the car, I asked her what exactly was going on.
Crying had stopped and she wanted to "go fetch" her "shit" from her boyfriend's home because "her life depended on it"!
W T F??!!
I told her the correct way to do it was to get a police escort and fetch her stuff.
She wanted to do it now!
She had keys and he wasn't home.
All kinds of daft talk about how her BF had cheated on her, sent her items belonging to another woman and he was most likely at new girlfriend's house because he wasn't answering his landline.
Anybody knows that getting involved in other people's domestic disputes is one of the most dangerous things you can do... and here Miss Hysterical wanted to create one.
We dropped her at his home and asked if we should wait for her or go in with her.
No she was fine, we could leave.
House was dark, no car in the driveway.
(I don't know how this woman was going to get her shit and get home, because I no longer cared.
Her story was obvious crap.)
An hour and a half of good sleep wasted!
I can understand why her BF left/cheated on her: she is a manipulative liar!
What kind of nut does this?
Calling up someone, you know from work by seeing them there, in the early hours of the morning with this kind of BS?
Whilst I think we did the right thing by responding to someone crying hysterically in the early hours of the morning, I cannot help feeling annoyed that we were conned.
Shame on her because the bridge is now burned.
(No incident reported from the address.
Police did a check this morning.)