Struck by a passing car in a hit-and-run accident, the cyclist lay in the street with both legs and his right arm broken. In great pain, he managed to call 999.
"Hello," said the operator. Noting the cyclist's whereabouts and mobile number, she finally asked which service was required.
"Ambulance... and police," he gasped. "Hurry, please, I'm in agony here!"
"I can get an ambulance to you in about an hour," said the operator. "Police in half a hour."
The cyclist groaned. "That long? It's an emergency?"
"I could do a pizza in ten minutes maximum, sir," the operator suggested.
"Hello," said the operator. Noting the cyclist's whereabouts and mobile number, she finally asked which service was required.
"Ambulance... and police," he gasped. "Hurry, please, I'm in agony here!"
"I can get an ambulance to you in about an hour," said the operator. "Police in half a hour."
The cyclist groaned. "That long? It's an emergency?"
"I could do a pizza in ten minutes maximum, sir," the operator suggested.
