Backstory … I am trying to eat better and also get more exercise. I do this periodically, but I’m serious this time! (It is okay to smile at this point). I bought a new Apple Watch to track my strenuous workouts. One of the new features is calling 911 when it detects a major fall (Think … “Help, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up”).
I accidentally called 911 today when playing with some of the watch settings. (I didn’t actually Fall). The dispatcher was very nice, and she asked questions to verify I was not being kidnapped or held against my will. She said this happens often with the Apple Watches. I tried to play this low key with Lou, who was in the garage working on his projects.
Fast forward almost an hour …
Lou: “Hey Sharon … the Sheriff is here for you. You need to come here”
Me: “Oh sh%t”
The nice Sheriff confirmed I was, in fact, okay. He and Lou then proceeded to bond over their lack of love for Apple products.
I think I will just put my gadgets away and slink away to my Grandma Cave …