It's emergencies like this that never make the news.

Call it karma. Call it irony. Call it luck of the draw. 

In the 911 world, you will always be the one to answer the call that scares you or bothers you the most. When I was going   through IF treatment, I think I took about 100 pregnant teenager or druggie mother calls. Nothing will suck the breath out of you as fast as abused baby call. If I could have reached through the phone and committed murder, I probably would have. 

My partner's debilitating fear is spiders. She CAN NOT stand them. I think she would shat her pants if one physically got on her. She runs from side of the room until we kill them. It's funny to me but paralyzing to her. 

Guess what call she took last night? 

Elderly lady reported "a HUGE ass spider" in her house. I swear to Jesus, you would have thought that spider was crawling on my partner's face at that exact moment. Despite the caller living 3 miles away from our 911 center, to this dispatcher, she may have well been facing that spider eye to eye.

Of course, I am listening to the call and seconds away from peeing my pants from laughter. I should also note that this dispatcher is also my supervisor and she threatened to write me up if it didn't stop laughing. 

Yeah right! You might as well tell a kid to stop laughing in church. 

Despite not being a real emergency, to this dispatcher and this caller, it was life and death. Obviously, my version of life and death is different from theirs. 

Officers were dispatched for assistance an "animal call-- spider in the house." 

I'm not shitting you when I say the officers went in with backup. 3 officers, yes three officers, went to help this old lady. It was handled by officer which means that the spider is now resting in peace or pieces. 

Obviously, these officers have wives who are scared of spiders too. Well played boys. Well played. You deserve medals.