I’ve
just walked past the local school playing fields on the way back home from the
pub. In it is a great big orange and black striped tiger bigger than anything.
It’s about the size of a car. As I stare at it, I sense that there’s something
behind me, and I turn to see a large white snow wolf about the same size. The
tiger leaps over the chicken wire fence and starts to growl at the wolf. They
circle each other for a bit, then the wolf takes off with the tiger in hot
pursuit. Bewildered, the first thing that I try to do is call the police but
it’s engaged, though oddly my brain is wired to call 911. I should have called
101 instead of 999 so it’s a wonder that I didn’t get through. Finally, I get
home and my brother sticks his head around the bedroom door. He tells me that
my company has tried to ring me and they want me to go to the school and
investigate the alarm going off. I try to ring them back to explain that I
don’t work at the school and that it’s not safe because there’s a tiger and a
wolf running around but I can’t get through. All I receive is a switchboard
service stating that I need to press 1 for option 1 etc, but it doesn’t tell me
what the options are. I hope the tiger’s safely away before school starts
tomorrow.
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