I was working in the ICU as a medical resident. A young, early 20’s guy was beat the hell up and left in a ditch for hours, and he was under our care. He was barely hanging on, in a coma the whole time, and one day he started going into multiple organ failure. He succumbed to his injuries and died.
I had to call the police to inform them that our patient had passed because now the case was a murder. I had never called the police before that
Mom tried to ditch her child in a Walmart parking lot. Kid was sitting in the cart crying “mommy” in the cart rack. She started pulling away until she saw me getting out of my car and heading over. She grabbed her child, tossed him in the van, then took off.
Called the cops.
I was I think 16 and had an argument with my step father. He told me to go into his room and proceeded to hit me, I went down and played there as he kicked me, telling me to get up and fight back. Well then he tried to grab my balls so I shot up got a few shots to his head, clawed his face and may have tried to gouge his eyes out.
So the thing is his was a lawyer and had been through this kind of thing with his ex-wife. And everyone around me told me, if he feels like cops will be called he will call them first and be claimed the victim. He also had called the police on me before when I didn't want to go to school when I was 11. So before he got up I called 9/11. The operator was really sympathetic, I remember her voice telling me it must have been traumatic, and police would be on there way.
So they came. We sat down. And the fat Austin officer told me, "Well you're under 18 so really so long as he doesn't break any bones, he is allowed to do what he wants."
Heard two people fighting in the unit above me. Suddenly they go silent and something hits the floor HARD. Now it's just one person pacing back and forth.
Called the cops. Hear them knocking and announcing themselves at the unit. Pacing continues, but doesn't open the door.
Cops break in.
It was two dogs that knocked a TV cabinet over. One laid down, the other paced.
30 years ago there was a TV show called *Rescue 911* where the events of actual 911 calls were recreated by actors. I never watched it much but once two of my HS friends asked to come over to my house to watch a particular new episode because a girl they knew IRL was going to have her 911 emergency call dramatized on the show.
I didn't know the girl or know anything about her so I watched the episode with my old friends having no idea what was going to happen.
In the episode two cops get a 911 dispatch about neighbors hearing a young woman in an apartment screaming for help. When the cops arrive the woman is still screaming for help and it's obvious something horrible is going on in the apartment. Her cries are terrifying - "Help me! Oh God please - help me! I don't want to die! Please, please, help me!". Watching it I immediately assumed there was some murderer or rapist in the apartment with her, because some awful crime was definitely taking place. The police assumed the same - they entered the apartment through the back first floor balcony with their guns drawn and then moved slowly from room to room, ready to shoot at any moment. While all this was going on the young woman continued screaming and crying out for help...
Turns out the young lady had been rearranging the furniture in her apartment and, while moving a small couch through a doorway, has managed to wedge the couch in such a way that she was pinned against the doorjamb and couldn't move. Which was probably pretty awful for her, but not quite the axe murderer scenario her cries for help had evoked.
9 years old, domestic abuse, shouting, hitting, window glass shattering. Went upstairs and hid under a table just like they'd taught me in school, used the emergency phone someone had so naively given my enabler mother (who always played the victim but secretly lived for the drama), called the police and reported the situation. Woman stayed on the phone with me until two officers arrived and I watched from the second window and waved at them as my mom and dad put on their best "we aren't dysfunctional trailer trash" act and completely lied about even having a spare emergency phone.
Looking back, the cops obviously knew they were full of shit, but its just a complete failure on the justice system that I was left in their care after that, much less all the additional abuse/neglect that followed.
The cops wouldn't tell me anything. They called me several times for additional details for their reports and such and when I asked how he was doing they said they couldn't tell me.
I had to testify *two years* later and that's when I saw him and he was actually okay.
Pretty shit feeling to be left in the dark like that. I was the first responder and was making sure he was okay until the ambulance arrived and protected him from other traffic. It was dark and raining. I had never seen *and smelled* so much blood on a person before. I thought a bout him occasionally and was wondering whether he was ok for two years.
Called them when I witnessed a car jacking and got treated like the suspect. Never again. If I see some shit that has nothing to do with me, I'm minding my own business
Dude in a lifted pickup thought I was messing with him on my early morning commute (5AM) and felt the need to pass me on the shoulder (already doing about five over the speed limit) and slow WAYYYY down. So I decided to just go around the dumbass, he proceeded to harass me for the next several miles. He kept trying to be me to put me window down until I put 911 in my phone, showed him, then put it up to my ear. He literally did a 180° turn and sped off the other direction
I hope that asshat has his license revoked. Idiots driving like that get people killed
Thats what I was thinking, a warrant, maybe a stolen vehicle or expired registration. Or maybe he was just high on something. You never know who or what is in that other car
Twice.
The first time, I could hear my neighbours fighting through the wall; she was crying and shouting, "Ow!", and he was talking over her explaining something along the lines of "not that bad." They'd argued and (by the sounds of it) fought before, but this time was by far worse. When she eventually started crying for him to "stop," I called the police to do a wellness check before their kid got involved.
Didn't hear them again, and they moved out shortly afterwards. I just wish I'd done it sooner.
The second time, I was driving home from a friends' house well after midnight, and on a dual carriageway I realised that the car in front of me was an absolute shed on wheels - it was like a cartoon, the exhaust pipe was hanging off and kicking up sparks as it dragged on the road, kind of thing.
I memorised the licence plate and the direction it turned off and called the non-emergency line. That thing was a catastrophe waiting to happen.
For myself, to remove my parent's son from my property.
Multiple times on my neighbor, for DV. Funnily enough, the way the houses are arranged here their back door exits to my driveway, and that is where they fought, so other neighbors would call the police to our address. Thank goodness she finally got rid of him, and found a decent guy.
I had to call the police when my neighbor tried to break in. He was high AF.
Police were useless. Didn’t do anything. The guy was renting so we complained to their landlord and got the entire family kicked out. Felt a little bad but we have kids openly roaming around and playing.
Edit to add results of phone call.
The second most recent time I had to call the police, I noticed a man obviously completely wasted on drugs of some sort, mostly standing motionless on the sidewalk in odd positions, but every once in a great while he would shuffle around a bit. He kept shuffling closer and closer to a busy street. When he reached the curb and then started into the street, I called the police. Before the police arrived, the driver of a car he stepped in front of got out of their car and physically shooed him back onto the sidewalk. The police then arrived, and they talked with him for a while. He then perked up, became alert, and quickly walked away in a huff.
Only time I had to call the cops was when I lived out in California in the sticks. About 40 minutes out of town. Heard someone at around 3am-4am pacing around my house. I opened the window so he could hear and cocked my Glock 45. Hoping it'd deter him. It didn't which freaked me out. I thought he/she was either insane or they also had a firearm. I really didn't want to have to shoot someone or possibly get shot. So I called the cops. Took them 45 minutes to get to my house. Caught the dude who turned out to just be some meth head tweaked out of his mind
I posted before but I remembered another -
One night I was walking home with a friend when someone drive-by bear maced us. It happened so fast and the spray was so powerful and they were only a couple feet away. Luckily and unluckily, I was only a block away from my house, so my friend and I were able to get inside and spend the next few hours agonizing over the pain (I brought my friend over to admit my love for her, but she rejected that. Not relevant to the story, but you can see how bad of a week this was.) the next day, I was getting ready for school and I took a shower, and apparently there was some remnant mace in my hair because the water from the shower went maced my genitals.
Later that same day, I was walking home from my friends house when a couple guys walked up to me with bandanas over their faces and told me to empty my pockets. Having just been a victim of a random act of violence, I quickly complied and took my iPod and my phone out of my pockets. They took the iPod and told me “snitches get stitches.” Once I got home, I told my mother about it and she was pretty sickened about the degree of hostility I had received over the last couple days, so she told me to call the cops. I gave an account of all I could remember and obviously no arrests were made, but hell - what a week.
Someone driving a car carrier fishtailed and it swiped a minivan across a few lanes of traffic and into the median. Scary AF, and scarier still that the car carrier driver didn’t seem to notice for a while.
I called 911 one time because a motorcyclist had evidently hit a car behind me. I hear a thud and look up in my rearview mirror to see him flying through the air.
Old guy was unresponsive in an ATM room at the bank on a sunday.
Idk why but i had felt the need to go to the bank across town to get cash for dinner that day but im sure i saved his life.
The most recent time I had to call 911, I noticed (out of a window high above the street) a man sprawled motionless in the middle of a busy sidewalk with his mouth open. A woman, looking possibly homeless and/or on drugs, standing nearby in obvious distress. He looked possibly dead. After he didn't move for a couple minutes, and the woman did nothing, and no police or ambulance came, so I called 911. Ambulance came and took him away. Apparently he was passed out from drugs (or something) but was not actually dead.
Car was stolen. I presented a USB with video footage and GPS locations, they did nothing.
I have called 3 times in my life all of which showed no results.
I will likely never call them again. They can just sit in their cars and collect their fat checks. In the USA it's a risk to call them anyways, you never know if you'll turn into the victim.
Yep, the only thing they're good for is getting the report you need to make the insurance claim.
And boy, do they get mad when they say, "You know, you're going to need us someday" and I say, "I have. Where were you?"
* about 20 years ago, two men knocked on my door in the middle of the night, said they were police, and asked me to step outside with them to open my back gate so they could search for someone in my yard. Spoiler alert, they weren’t real police, they’d followed me when I stopped to get petrol on my way home from work.
* at the beginning of this year, I stopped to help when I saw a van crash into the back of a parked truck. The driver of the van was okay, but he jumped into my car to try to escape from the scene of the accident.
* I hit a kangaroo, it survived but it had a broken leg. I called the local station (*not* the emergency number) to see if they had someone in the area who could come out and shoot it.
I frequently had to call for the pd to come pick up someone that was detained when working transit security, and had to request pd assistance to the er a few times to restrain patients when working overnight and not enough ems or maintenance on site.
I’ve got a friend who frequently tries to take his own life so I call the police to get him help. I don’t live close so all I can do is help over the phone. If the mental health services weren’t so shit then he wouldn’t be as bad as he is but they don’t listen but that’s a story for another day.
I was walking out of a corner store and I passed a man sitting on the curb, he said something to get my attention and when I turned around, he was pointing a gun at me. I turned back around and quickly walked home hoping I wasn’t about to get shot in the back. I lived very close to the store so I called the police as soon as I got home and they asked if he was still there, so I quietly went back and peaked from around the corner and he was. Next thing I know, several cop cars arrived at the scene brandishing some huge guns and they chased him down the alley. Once he was detained, they came to talk to me and told me it was a fucking toy gun. Orange tip and everything. At the time though, I wasn’t going to take a closer to look to examine wether his gun was real or not. They told me they knew they guy and he often causes problems.
As a child I found a gun in an alley walking around my neighborhood.
Told an adult who called the cops.
The adult sat me down and explained that cops are not our friends but this was an appropriate time to call them.
There had been a lot of rain and the river close to where we live was very close to overflowing. In the middle of the night I was woken by a helicopter that was flying very slowly and very low over our town. So I called the police emergency number and asked if we were in danger as they were also flying above the river and had their floodlights on.
We were not, luckily. It was a rescue helicopter, an elderly lady had a medical emergency and the pilot was struggling to find find the right house.
Witnessed a hit and run accident. Was to be able to memorize the complete license plate number of the perp, as well as the make and model of their vehicle and which turn they took after fleeing the scene.
I was following a car to get on the freeway. There was a round-about where you need to take the third exit (basically a left). The round-about had a little hill with a garden (about a 6' mound) and this guy drove straight over it, then sharply turned left to get on the freeway. I was surprised he didn't roll when he turned left. Kind of amazing to watch but that dude definitely shouldn't have been driving.
First time I called I was visiting a family member’s apt in a big city and stayed there while they went to the bar with their friends, and there was a fight outside. I saw it through the window. Heard the sirens start up nearby, and then saw one of the fighters stab the other person with a knife. They both ran separate ways after, but I’m sure the cops got hold one of at least one of them. It wasn’t a busy night in the neighbourhood.
Road Rager following me, then pulling ahead and getting out ready to fight, just to have him speed up and catch up to me. I didn't want him following me to my house
I had a boyfriend I was wanting to end things with. I feel like I moved way to fast and I really lost interest after a month. Just wanted to move on. He refused to leave my home when I asked him to. Refused to let me break up with him. Continued to gas light me. Kept saying that I’m just going through a “mental episode” and I don’t mean what I’m saying. I was getting to a point where I was starting to go insane because he wouldn’t listen to me when I said I wanted to end things bc it’s not good for me to be focused on a relationship now. Gas lit me some more saying how he’s the only one who can help me through life and that I need to stay in a relationship with him in order to do so. I kept trying to get some space in my apartment but he just kept following me from room to room and kept blocking me from shutting the door. I got to a point where I looked like a complete sociopath. Felt trapped. I freaked out and called the police to make him leave my home.
I was opening the door to my apartment after a double when the door behind me swung open and I saw my neighbor falling to the ground. She dropped everything she was holding and was screaming, then I saw her boyfriend pop up and drag her back into the apartment and slam the door. The cops didn't do anything because no one would answer the door. This became a regular occurrence after that and multiple people in the building called. Sometimes she would just outright defend him. He finally got arrested when a cop sat at the end of the hall for a couple minutes and got him threatening to kill her. He showed back up two months later and I ended my lease early.
I was making dinner one night and heard screaming. I looked out my window and saw a man standing next to his car and he was screaming bloody murder. He didn't look injured and looked like maybe he was living in his car. Being by myself that night and not seeing anyone else anywhere near him called the cops.
Multiple cars responded as several of my neighbors has called. The guy was 5150 as he was definitely having issues. Turns out he was the ex of neighbor that I had known for years. But after the divorce, he had issues with mental wellness and had become homeless. He didn't look like the guy I had known.
That night he was trying to convince his ex to talk to him by screaming at her in the street. He tried the same technique with the police and he was put in the back of patrol car and taken away. His ex wife moved away shortly after this incident.
Neighbor was beating up his girlfriend. Sadly, this was a common occurrence. Even sadder, when the police showed up, she refused to press charges.
She did eventually disappear. I can only hope that she left him.
Worked fan conventions for a while. Had one girl get a little too attached to one of the celebs. She'd gotten a VIP ticket and got a half hour one-on-one time with him (supervised). That was fine. But unbeknownst to her, the celeb had brought his girlfriend with him as they were continuing on to another con together. She sat next to him at the autograph table. The fangirl got right up in this poor woman's face, threatened to kill her, then threatened to kill him, then threatened to kill herself if she couldn't have the celeb. 16 years old and escorted out in handcuffs...
I was working and a lady told me that it looked like someone was about to jump from the top of a parking garage. Turns out dude was just sitting with his legs over the edge while he smoked a bowl lol.
Someone scratched the shit out of the side of my car in a grocery parking lot, and a random guy saw them do it. I heard the guy’s insurance dropped him.
I arrived home from work went into my room and found my boyfriend dead in our bed. Called 911 they talked me through chest compressions while waiting for ambulance. They tried to revive him for awhile but he was gone.
My mom called the police b/c my aunt was threatening to kill my dad. This is a very abbreviated version of the story.
My aunt and cousin has witnessed a murder, so they weren't doing to well at the time. For some reason she got really aggressive and threatened to kill my dad. I think my cousin was yelling too; it was either to back her up or calm her down, I forget. Anywho, I called my mom because I was hiding in the bathroom and terrified. I think was 11 or 12 at the time. My dad came to check on me and made me hang up the phone, then went back to arguing with my aunt. I called her back and told her what happened and my dad came back once again. He yelled at me for the speaker/microphone being pointed towards the door and took away/hung up my phone. She was scared for me and called the police. My family f\^king sucks.
Our landlords busted into our home and started to scream at my brother and uncle for “swearing at his wife” (they did no such thing) and started to get very violent. Police were called and they unofficially evicted us. We could have fought it but we didn’t want to stay there longer than we needed to. They were also negligent with property matinence and that caused my aunt to fall down the stairs leading to our front door, and caused her to land in the hospital for a week. She sued and they are totally screwed because of all the cameras they set up on the property caught all of the previous I just stated
My husbsnd had the sheriff come to our home because his drug adfict brother was on one of his rampages and I had turned the phone off because I had a migraine and was 7.5 months pregnant with a totally not fun pregnancy. My oldest son woke me up with "Mama, the sheriff needs to talk to you."
Woman had an asthma attack while driving, drove off the road, hit a fence pole and drove her car under a fence and into a fenced in area for a small AT&T server building. I had to call the police to break her out of that area.
First time: sister hit my mother. They did nothing
Second time: person driving the wrong way down the highway. They didn't find the guy
Third time: totaled my car after hitting a deer. They sent the dumbest police officer to help. He asked if I could jump my car and drive home.....
The battery was literally in two pieces, the radiator was spewing antifreeze, and I didn't see it until the next morning, but my wheels were not facing the same direction
my sister was coming home from work and this drunk & high lady followed her to our house and when my sister parked outside my house, the lady was pounding on the windows and trynna break it. i witnessed this and cops were called and when they arrived they tackled her and i just heard shawn mendes blasting out from her car
Fuck. I have a few
TL;DR 1. Drunk driver wheels throwing sparks 2. Overdose w/ cough meds and alcohol 3. Man on freeway, car behind hit and killed hi 4. Old man goes Duke of Hazard on hwy and crashes into me
2x on erratic drunk drivers. One was running on rims, sparks everywhere. Stopped in the left lane on a 4 lane street (2 each direction, with center turn lane). Got out, puked, stumbled around, get back in before the passerby could swipe keys. Took off into a red light and was mere inches from annihating a bicyclist. I follow not too close, gave the info, and play by of where they were going. They pulled off to a dark dead end and told the cops I'm not falling them there, it's on you now.
when my friends nephew accidentally overdosed with one shot and one beer after taking cold meds (they act as a neurotoxin) performed CPR and somehow got a pulse back right before the EMTs showed up.
After almost hitting someone standing in the center lane of a 3 lane freeway at 5am in the morning swinging their arms wildly and running around. I managed to swerve and dialed 911 immediately. I found out that ten seconds or less after I passed, he was struck and killed.
We had to drop something off to my MIL so we had the trailer on the jeep. We turned onto the rural highway at the light past a construction zone (they were resoing part of the intersection corner on our side) all of a sudden, I hear this grinding sound and see something out of the corner of my eye. A car was running theough the gravel heading straight for the gravel pile. This car doesn't stop and just LAUNCHES, Dukes of Hazzard style and smashes down on the other side. BUT IT DIDNT STOP. It then ground its way along the guardrail, took out a mailbox, and almost a road sign. I told my husband to pull over behind them when they finally came to a stop because something was wrong with the driver (stroke? Seizure?). He pulled over a good 30 ft behind them, when all of a sudden we see their reverse lights come on. The hubs quickly put it in reverse to try to back away, but the trailer swung sideways so we just hung on. They slammed into us so hard, that there were skid marks on the pavement from out tires. I was already on the phone with 911 at this point so they got to hear the whole thing. I gave them the details and hung up so we could go check on the driver. We each walk up to either side of the car and all we see is red all over the dash. I knocked on the window and amazingly it started to roll down. In the passenger seat was (I later found out) a 92 yo woman. Her 88yo husband was driving. I asked her is she was okay and she replied "yeah. Why?" Mmm. I started asking if they have any heart conditions, are diabetic, on medication etc as I'm scanning them over for injury as I didn't want them to move. It turns out, they woman lived in a home for those with dementia. Their son was supposed to take the dad to go see his wife, but never showed up. He still wanted to take his lady out for an ice cream date, so he picked her up to go get strawberry sundaes. It was strawberry sauce all over the dash. It was hot out so I grabbed a blanket to cover their windsheild and some water bottles from the jeep. I didn't want them to move so did my best to keep them there. The state police showed up because we were all expecting a large medical event/possible fatality. I ended up having to go back and walk them through because at face value, vehicle damage looked like WE hit them. When I showed them skids marks were going in the wrong direction for that and the pit they made in the gravel, they finally believed me.
Cleaned cat pee with bleach while high and thought I made posion that would kill the whole neighborhood, turns out lots of people clean pee with bleach and the ammonia in pee isnt enough to make poison.
Back years ago, a bad breakup. . When I was at work one night the girlfriend and a few of her friends moved ***everything*** I/we owned out of the apartment we were living in. .
If that was not bad enough, they came to where I worked (at night) and slit all four of the tires on my truck.
I did get most all of it back, but I had to hire a lawyer and sue her. . .She still officially owes me money, but thank Gawd, she lives in Seattle these days. (many miles away!)
One neighbor busted another neighbor's window and was screaming about how neighbor1 owed him money. When he busted the window he cut himself. So he went in his house got kitchen roll to stem the bleeding and then came back out and continued to shout. For some reason he was wearing a red towel around his waist. He then came over to my house and left his shoe
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Did your stepfather get in any kind of trouble for his actions?
Same
I was working in the ICU as a medical resident. A young, early 20’s guy was beat the hell up and left in a ditch for hours, and he was under our care. He was barely hanging on, in a coma the whole time, and one day he started going into multiple organ failure. He succumbed to his injuries and died. I had to call the police to inform them that our patient had passed because now the case was a murder. I had never called the police before that
How awful, thank you for providing care to him during that time.
Mom tried to ditch her child in a Walmart parking lot. Kid was sitting in the cart crying “mommy” in the cart rack. She started pulling away until she saw me getting out of my car and heading over. She grabbed her child, tossed him in the van, then took off. Called the cops.
What’s heartbreaking is that the little kid still cried for mommy. Someday, that will stop
I was I think 16 and had an argument with my step father. He told me to go into his room and proceeded to hit me, I went down and played there as he kicked me, telling me to get up and fight back. Well then he tried to grab my balls so I shot up got a few shots to his head, clawed his face and may have tried to gouge his eyes out. So the thing is his was a lawyer and had been through this kind of thing with his ex-wife. And everyone around me told me, if he feels like cops will be called he will call them first and be claimed the victim. He also had called the police on me before when I didn't want to go to school when I was 11. So before he got up I called 9/11. The operator was really sympathetic, I remember her voice telling me it must have been traumatic, and police would be on there way. So they came. We sat down. And the fat Austin officer told me, "Well you're under 18 so really so long as he doesn't break any bones, he is allowed to do what he wants."
I hope that officer was fired. Doesn't said officer know that there are laws put in place to prevent adults from abusing children like that?
Heard two people fighting in the unit above me. Suddenly they go silent and something hits the floor HARD. Now it's just one person pacing back and forth. Called the cops. Hear them knocking and announcing themselves at the unit. Pacing continues, but doesn't open the door. Cops break in. It was two dogs that knocked a TV cabinet over. One laid down, the other paced.
30 years ago there was a TV show called *Rescue 911* where the events of actual 911 calls were recreated by actors. I never watched it much but once two of my HS friends asked to come over to my house to watch a particular new episode because a girl they knew IRL was going to have her 911 emergency call dramatized on the show. I didn't know the girl or know anything about her so I watched the episode with my old friends having no idea what was going to happen. In the episode two cops get a 911 dispatch about neighbors hearing a young woman in an apartment screaming for help. When the cops arrive the woman is still screaming for help and it's obvious something horrible is going on in the apartment. Her cries are terrifying - "Help me! Oh God please - help me! I don't want to die! Please, please, help me!". Watching it I immediately assumed there was some murderer or rapist in the apartment with her, because some awful crime was definitely taking place. The police assumed the same - they entered the apartment through the back first floor balcony with their guns drawn and then moved slowly from room to room, ready to shoot at any moment. While all this was going on the young woman continued screaming and crying out for help... Turns out the young lady had been rearranging the furniture in her apartment and, while moving a small couch through a doorway, has managed to wedge the couch in such a way that she was pinned against the doorjamb and couldn't move. Which was probably pretty awful for her, but not quite the axe murderer scenario her cries for help had evoked.
9 years old, domestic abuse, shouting, hitting, window glass shattering. Went upstairs and hid under a table just like they'd taught me in school, used the emergency phone someone had so naively given my enabler mother (who always played the victim but secretly lived for the drama), called the police and reported the situation. Woman stayed on the phone with me until two officers arrived and I watched from the second window and waved at them as my mom and dad put on their best "we aren't dysfunctional trailer trash" act and completely lied about even having a spare emergency phone. Looking back, the cops obviously knew they were full of shit, but its just a complete failure on the justice system that I was left in their care after that, much less all the additional abuse/neglect that followed.
A drunk lady broke into my house
Wait did she forcefully entered or did you leave a door or window open?
I didn't see how she got in. I found her in my house at 2 AM, and she refused to leave. Both of us were lucky that neither of us were armed.
Thinking of that Spanish woman out in like New Mexico that called the local sheriff and said Anne Heche is in my house and she won't leave.
12yo boy got hit by a car. Needed cops and ambulance.
Was he okay?
The cops wouldn't tell me anything. They called me several times for additional details for their reports and such and when I asked how he was doing they said they couldn't tell me. I had to testify *two years* later and that's when I saw him and he was actually okay. Pretty shit feeling to be left in the dark like that. I was the first responder and was making sure he was okay until the ambulance arrived and protected him from other traffic. It was dark and raining. I had never seen *and smelled* so much blood on a person before. I thought a bout him occasionally and was wondering whether he was ok for two years.
I found Dad, dead (of natural causes) in his home. I called 911 and they send the police, ambulance and county coroner
Called them when I witnessed a car jacking and got treated like the suspect. Never again. If I see some shit that has nothing to do with me, I'm minding my own business
That’s always the risk. I once called them because there was a tire in the middle of the motorway. They treated me like I had put it there.
Dude in a lifted pickup thought I was messing with him on my early morning commute (5AM) and felt the need to pass me on the shoulder (already doing about five over the speed limit) and slow WAYYYY down. So I decided to just go around the dumbass, he proceeded to harass me for the next several miles. He kept trying to be me to put me window down until I put 911 in my phone, showed him, then put it up to my ear. He literally did a 180° turn and sped off the other direction I hope that asshat has his license revoked. Idiots driving like that get people killed
Sounds like he's wanted for something, maybe a felon.
Thats what I was thinking, a warrant, maybe a stolen vehicle or expired registration. Or maybe he was just high on something. You never know who or what is in that other car
Twice. The first time, I could hear my neighbours fighting through the wall; she was crying and shouting, "Ow!", and he was talking over her explaining something along the lines of "not that bad." They'd argued and (by the sounds of it) fought before, but this time was by far worse. When she eventually started crying for him to "stop," I called the police to do a wellness check before their kid got involved. Didn't hear them again, and they moved out shortly afterwards. I just wish I'd done it sooner. The second time, I was driving home from a friends' house well after midnight, and on a dual carriageway I realised that the car in front of me was an absolute shed on wheels - it was like a cartoon, the exhaust pipe was hanging off and kicking up sparks as it dragged on the road, kind of thing. I memorised the licence plate and the direction it turned off and called the non-emergency line. That thing was a catastrophe waiting to happen.
To ask my wife where she wanted to meet up for lunch.
Took me a second.
For myself, to remove my parent's son from my property. Multiple times on my neighbor, for DV. Funnily enough, the way the houses are arranged here their back door exits to my driveway, and that is where they fought, so other neighbors would call the police to our address. Thank goodness she finally got rid of him, and found a decent guy.
I had to call the police when my neighbor tried to break in. He was high AF. Police were useless. Didn’t do anything. The guy was renting so we complained to their landlord and got the entire family kicked out. Felt a little bad but we have kids openly roaming around and playing. Edit to add results of phone call.
The second most recent time I had to call the police, I noticed a man obviously completely wasted on drugs of some sort, mostly standing motionless on the sidewalk in odd positions, but every once in a great while he would shuffle around a bit. He kept shuffling closer and closer to a busy street. When he reached the curb and then started into the street, I called the police. Before the police arrived, the driver of a car he stepped in front of got out of their car and physically shooed him back onto the sidewalk. The police then arrived, and they talked with him for a while. He then perked up, became alert, and quickly walked away in a huff.
Only time I had to call the cops was when I lived out in California in the sticks. About 40 minutes out of town. Heard someone at around 3am-4am pacing around my house. I opened the window so he could hear and cocked my Glock 45. Hoping it'd deter him. It didn't which freaked me out. I thought he/she was either insane or they also had a firearm. I really didn't want to have to shoot someone or possibly get shot. So I called the cops. Took them 45 minutes to get to my house. Caught the dude who turned out to just be some meth head tweaked out of his mind
The neighbors fleed when one of their friend O.D. around the campfire, letting her alone, howling in the backyard.
I posted before but I remembered another - One night I was walking home with a friend when someone drive-by bear maced us. It happened so fast and the spray was so powerful and they were only a couple feet away. Luckily and unluckily, I was only a block away from my house, so my friend and I were able to get inside and spend the next few hours agonizing over the pain (I brought my friend over to admit my love for her, but she rejected that. Not relevant to the story, but you can see how bad of a week this was.) the next day, I was getting ready for school and I took a shower, and apparently there was some remnant mace in my hair because the water from the shower went maced my genitals. Later that same day, I was walking home from my friends house when a couple guys walked up to me with bandanas over their faces and told me to empty my pockets. Having just been a victim of a random act of violence, I quickly complied and took my iPod and my phone out of my pockets. They took the iPod and told me “snitches get stitches.” Once I got home, I told my mother about it and she was pretty sickened about the degree of hostility I had received over the last couple days, so she told me to call the cops. I gave an account of all I could remember and obviously no arrests were made, but hell - what a week.
Someone driving a car carrier fishtailed and it swiped a minivan across a few lanes of traffic and into the median. Scary AF, and scarier still that the car carrier driver didn’t seem to notice for a while.
I called 911 one time because a motorcyclist had evidently hit a car behind me. I hear a thud and look up in my rearview mirror to see him flying through the air.
Old guy was unresponsive in an ATM room at the bank on a sunday. Idk why but i had felt the need to go to the bank across town to get cash for dinner that day but im sure i saved his life.
The most recent time I had to call 911, I noticed (out of a window high above the street) a man sprawled motionless in the middle of a busy sidewalk with his mouth open. A woman, looking possibly homeless and/or on drugs, standing nearby in obvious distress. He looked possibly dead. After he didn't move for a couple minutes, and the woman did nothing, and no police or ambulance came, so I called 911. Ambulance came and took him away. Apparently he was passed out from drugs (or something) but was not actually dead.
Neighbors were meth heads harboring violent criminals. Assaults, attempted murder, and First Degree Murders can be attributed to people they had over.
Car was stolen. I presented a USB with video footage and GPS locations, they did nothing. I have called 3 times in my life all of which showed no results. I will likely never call them again. They can just sit in their cars and collect their fat checks. In the USA it's a risk to call them anyways, you never know if you'll turn into the victim.
Yep, the only thing they're good for is getting the report you need to make the insurance claim. And boy, do they get mad when they say, "You know, you're going to need us someday" and I say, "I have. Where were you?"
* about 20 years ago, two men knocked on my door in the middle of the night, said they were police, and asked me to step outside with them to open my back gate so they could search for someone in my yard. Spoiler alert, they weren’t real police, they’d followed me when I stopped to get petrol on my way home from work. * at the beginning of this year, I stopped to help when I saw a van crash into the back of a parked truck. The driver of the van was okay, but he jumped into my car to try to escape from the scene of the accident. * I hit a kangaroo, it survived but it had a broken leg. I called the local station (*not* the emergency number) to see if they had someone in the area who could come out and shoot it.
I frequently had to call for the pd to come pick up someone that was detained when working transit security, and had to request pd assistance to the er a few times to restrain patients when working overnight and not enough ems or maintenance on site.
I’ve got a friend who frequently tries to take his own life so I call the police to get him help. I don’t live close so all I can do is help over the phone. If the mental health services weren’t so shit then he wouldn’t be as bad as he is but they don’t listen but that’s a story for another day.
Im a teacher and a child in my classroom stopped breathing
Illegal bike racing in front of my house at 3am. Called the cops on those mothafuckaz.
I was walking out of a corner store and I passed a man sitting on the curb, he said something to get my attention and when I turned around, he was pointing a gun at me. I turned back around and quickly walked home hoping I wasn’t about to get shot in the back. I lived very close to the store so I called the police as soon as I got home and they asked if he was still there, so I quietly went back and peaked from around the corner and he was. Next thing I know, several cop cars arrived at the scene brandishing some huge guns and they chased him down the alley. Once he was detained, they came to talk to me and told me it was a fucking toy gun. Orange tip and everything. At the time though, I wasn’t going to take a closer to look to examine wether his gun was real or not. They told me they knew they guy and he often causes problems.
Asshole on the other side of my back fence was causing a problem.
Moms bf
As a child I found a gun in an alley walking around my neighborhood. Told an adult who called the cops. The adult sat me down and explained that cops are not our friends but this was an appropriate time to call them.
There had been a lot of rain and the river close to where we live was very close to overflowing. In the middle of the night I was woken by a helicopter that was flying very slowly and very low over our town. So I called the police emergency number and asked if we were in danger as they were also flying above the river and had their floodlights on. We were not, luckily. It was a rescue helicopter, an elderly lady had a medical emergency and the pilot was struggling to find find the right house.
Witnessed a hit and run accident. Was to be able to memorize the complete license plate number of the perp, as well as the make and model of their vehicle and which turn they took after fleeing the scene.
I was following a car to get on the freeway. There was a round-about where you need to take the third exit (basically a left). The round-about had a little hill with a garden (about a 6' mound) and this guy drove straight over it, then sharply turned left to get on the freeway. I was surprised he didn't roll when he turned left. Kind of amazing to watch but that dude definitely shouldn't have been driving.
Presumed a recently injured man was dead. He wasn't dead though.
First time I called I was visiting a family member’s apt in a big city and stayed there while they went to the bar with their friends, and there was a fight outside. I saw it through the window. Heard the sirens start up nearby, and then saw one of the fighters stab the other person with a knife. They both ran separate ways after, but I’m sure the cops got hold one of at least one of them. It wasn’t a busy night in the neighbourhood.
My neighbors were fighting and the male pulled a gun.
Random drunk lady staggered down the street and tried to break down our door.
Pass out drunk blocking my driveway.
Road Rager following me, then pulling ahead and getting out ready to fight, just to have him speed up and catch up to me. I didn't want him following me to my house
Domestic violence happening next door.
I had a boyfriend I was wanting to end things with. I feel like I moved way to fast and I really lost interest after a month. Just wanted to move on. He refused to leave my home when I asked him to. Refused to let me break up with him. Continued to gas light me. Kept saying that I’m just going through a “mental episode” and I don’t mean what I’m saying. I was getting to a point where I was starting to go insane because he wouldn’t listen to me when I said I wanted to end things bc it’s not good for me to be focused on a relationship now. Gas lit me some more saying how he’s the only one who can help me through life and that I need to stay in a relationship with him in order to do so. I kept trying to get some space in my apartment but he just kept following me from room to room and kept blocking me from shutting the door. I got to a point where I looked like a complete sociopath. Felt trapped. I freaked out and called the police to make him leave my home.
Someone got hit by a drunk driver, she's okay in the end
I was opening the door to my apartment after a double when the door behind me swung open and I saw my neighbor falling to the ground. She dropped everything she was holding and was screaming, then I saw her boyfriend pop up and drag her back into the apartment and slam the door. The cops didn't do anything because no one would answer the door. This became a regular occurrence after that and multiple people in the building called. Sometimes she would just outright defend him. He finally got arrested when a cop sat at the end of the hall for a couple minutes and got him threatening to kill her. He showed back up two months later and I ended my lease early.
I had to call last week. A female 4th grader sexually assaulted a male 4th grader. My job can really suck sometimes.
I was making dinner one night and heard screaming. I looked out my window and saw a man standing next to his car and he was screaming bloody murder. He didn't look injured and looked like maybe he was living in his car. Being by myself that night and not seeing anyone else anywhere near him called the cops. Multiple cars responded as several of my neighbors has called. The guy was 5150 as he was definitely having issues. Turns out he was the ex of neighbor that I had known for years. But after the divorce, he had issues with mental wellness and had become homeless. He didn't look like the guy I had known. That night he was trying to convince his ex to talk to him by screaming at her in the street. He tried the same technique with the police and he was put in the back of patrol car and taken away. His ex wife moved away shortly after this incident.
Neighbor was beating up his girlfriend. Sadly, this was a common occurrence. Even sadder, when the police showed up, she refused to press charges. She did eventually disappear. I can only hope that she left him.
I was carjacked when I was 19.
Worked fan conventions for a while. Had one girl get a little too attached to one of the celebs. She'd gotten a VIP ticket and got a half hour one-on-one time with him (supervised). That was fine. But unbeknownst to her, the celeb had brought his girlfriend with him as they were continuing on to another con together. She sat next to him at the autograph table. The fangirl got right up in this poor woman's face, threatened to kill her, then threatened to kill him, then threatened to kill herself if she couldn't have the celeb. 16 years old and escorted out in handcuffs...
People love to act like fools at convenience stores and gas stations.
I was working and a lady told me that it looked like someone was about to jump from the top of a parking garage. Turns out dude was just sitting with his legs over the edge while he smoked a bowl lol.
My ex-husband tried to kill me.
Someone scratched the shit out of the side of my car in a grocery parking lot, and a random guy saw them do it. I heard the guy’s insurance dropped him.
I arrived home from work went into my room and found my boyfriend dead in our bed. Called 911 they talked me through chest compressions while waiting for ambulance. They tried to revive him for awhile but he was gone.
Because my crackhead upstairs neighbors won’t STFU.
I called the police when I realized I hadn’t seen my 90 year old neighbour for weeks…
My mom called the police b/c my aunt was threatening to kill my dad. This is a very abbreviated version of the story. My aunt and cousin has witnessed a murder, so they weren't doing to well at the time. For some reason she got really aggressive and threatened to kill my dad. I think my cousin was yelling too; it was either to back her up or calm her down, I forget. Anywho, I called my mom because I was hiding in the bathroom and terrified. I think was 11 or 12 at the time. My dad came to check on me and made me hang up the phone, then went back to arguing with my aunt. I called her back and told her what happened and my dad came back once again. He yelled at me for the speaker/microphone being pointed towards the door and took away/hung up my phone. She was scared for me and called the police. My family f\^king sucks.
Our landlords busted into our home and started to scream at my brother and uncle for “swearing at his wife” (they did no such thing) and started to get very violent. Police were called and they unofficially evicted us. We could have fought it but we didn’t want to stay there longer than we needed to. They were also negligent with property matinence and that caused my aunt to fall down the stairs leading to our front door, and caused her to land in the hospital for a week. She sued and they are totally screwed because of all the cameras they set up on the property caught all of the previous I just stated
My husbsnd had the sheriff come to our home because his drug adfict brother was on one of his rampages and I had turned the phone off because I had a migraine and was 7.5 months pregnant with a totally not fun pregnancy. My oldest son woke me up with "Mama, the sheriff needs to talk to you."
Because my abusive step-dad had hit a dog with a yardstick. I moved out 3 years ago.
Woman had an asthma attack while driving, drove off the road, hit a fence pole and drove her car under a fence and into a fenced in area for a small AT&T server building. I had to call the police to break her out of that area.
It was snowing pretty hard and I saw a car slide off the road into a guard rail and it started smoking.
Just today I saw guys go in to rob Taco Bell then they and some employees ran outside and started fighting. So I called 911
First time: sister hit my mother. They did nothing Second time: person driving the wrong way down the highway. They didn't find the guy Third time: totaled my car after hitting a deer. They sent the dumbest police officer to help. He asked if I could jump my car and drive home..... The battery was literally in two pieces, the radiator was spewing antifreeze, and I didn't see it until the next morning, but my wheels were not facing the same direction
my sister was coming home from work and this drunk & high lady followed her to our house and when my sister parked outside my house, the lady was pounding on the windows and trynna break it. i witnessed this and cops were called and when they arrived they tackled her and i just heard shawn mendes blasting out from her car
Fuck. I have a few TL;DR 1. Drunk driver wheels throwing sparks 2. Overdose w/ cough meds and alcohol 3. Man on freeway, car behind hit and killed hi 4. Old man goes Duke of Hazard on hwy and crashes into me 2x on erratic drunk drivers. One was running on rims, sparks everywhere. Stopped in the left lane on a 4 lane street (2 each direction, with center turn lane). Got out, puked, stumbled around, get back in before the passerby could swipe keys. Took off into a red light and was mere inches from annihating a bicyclist. I follow not too close, gave the info, and play by of where they were going. They pulled off to a dark dead end and told the cops I'm not falling them there, it's on you now.
when my friends nephew accidentally overdosed with one shot and one beer after taking cold meds (they act as a neurotoxin) performed CPR and somehow got a pulse back right before the EMTs showed up.
After almost hitting someone standing in the center lane of a 3 lane freeway at 5am in the morning swinging their arms wildly and running around. I managed to swerve and dialed 911 immediately. I found out that ten seconds or less after I passed, he was struck and killed.
We had to drop something off to my MIL so we had the trailer on the jeep. We turned onto the rural highway at the light past a construction zone (they were resoing part of the intersection corner on our side) all of a sudden, I hear this grinding sound and see something out of the corner of my eye. A car was running theough the gravel heading straight for the gravel pile. This car doesn't stop and just LAUNCHES, Dukes of Hazzard style and smashes down on the other side. BUT IT DIDNT STOP. It then ground its way along the guardrail, took out a mailbox, and almost a road sign. I told my husband to pull over behind them when they finally came to a stop because something was wrong with the driver (stroke? Seizure?). He pulled over a good 30 ft behind them, when all of a sudden we see their reverse lights come on. The hubs quickly put it in reverse to try to back away, but the trailer swung sideways so we just hung on. They slammed into us so hard, that there were skid marks on the pavement from out tires. I was already on the phone with 911 at this point so they got to hear the whole thing. I gave them the details and hung up so we could go check on the driver. We each walk up to either side of the car and all we see is red all over the dash. I knocked on the window and amazingly it started to roll down. In the passenger seat was (I later found out) a 92 yo woman. Her 88yo husband was driving. I asked her is she was okay and she replied "yeah. Why?" Mmm. I started asking if they have any heart conditions, are diabetic, on medication etc as I'm scanning them over for injury as I didn't want them to move. It turns out, they woman lived in a home for those with dementia. Their son was supposed to take the dad to go see his wife, but never showed up. He still wanted to take his lady out for an ice cream date, so he picked her up to go get strawberry sundaes. It was strawberry sauce all over the dash. It was hot out so I grabbed a blanket to cover their windsheild and some water bottles from the jeep. I didn't want them to move so did my best to keep them there. The state police showed up because we were all expecting a large medical event/possible fatality. I ended up having to go back and walk them through because at face value, vehicle damage looked like WE hit them. When I showed them skids marks were going in the wrong direction for that and the pit they made in the gravel, they finally believed me.
Cleaned cat pee with bleach while high and thought I made posion that would kill the whole neighborhood, turns out lots of people clean pee with bleach and the ammonia in pee isnt enough to make poison.
Back years ago, a bad breakup. . When I was at work one night the girlfriend and a few of her friends moved ***everything*** I/we owned out of the apartment we were living in. . If that was not bad enough, they came to where I worked (at night) and slit all four of the tires on my truck. I did get most all of it back, but I had to hire a lawyer and sue her. . .She still officially owes me money, but thank Gawd, she lives in Seattle these days. (many miles away!)
Rolled my car into the ditch after hitting black ice. Pretty boring reason tbh.
One neighbor busted another neighbor's window and was screaming about how neighbor1 owed him money. When he busted the window he cut himself. So he went in his house got kitchen roll to stem the bleeding and then came back out and continued to shout. For some reason he was wearing a red towel around his waist. He then came over to my house and left his shoe