"911, what is your emergency?"
(woman caller) "I'm sitting at a stop light, and protesters are banging on my car, trying to smash my windows---I can't move. I need help!"
(operator) "I'm sorry, ma'am, all of our officers are busy. We'll have someone there as quickly as we can."
(woman) "How long will that be?"
(operator) "I can't say, ma'am; perhaps fifteen to thirty minutes."
(woman) "All right. Thank you." (hangs up)
"911, what is your emergency?"
(woman caller) "Hi; this is the lady stuck at the stop light."
(operator) "Yes, ma'am?"
(woman) "You can tell your officers to take all the time they need. I took out my gun and shot seven of the protesters; the rest of them took off running. The bodies are laying here in the street."
(operator) "Ma'am, stay right there and do not move!"
(numerous police cars, sirens screaming, appear from nowhere. Large groups of protestors run away from the woman's car)
(Police officer) "Where are the bodies? I thought you said you shot seven people?"
(woman) "I thought you said there was no one available?"