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Sometimes it's about necessity.

9-1-1 Dispatcher. The stress is literally killing me. But the insurance is the best in my state. Without it, as a single earner for a household of six, we couldn't get by. I sacrifice for my family.

Please don't stop the music!

I was customizing a sports car. Third shift I had a CD with songs that were all car related. Dead man's curve, little GTO, hot rod Lincoln, deuce coupe, the doctors thought I was nuts but whenever the patients heard a little of it in the waiting room they actually liked it. PS I feel for all of you who responded to me, it's a finite life, be good to yourselves. As my Irish best friend likes to say the good lord gave you two ears, many times it's good to use one for in and one for out.

It's all in the math.

I have an Excel spreadsheet where I enter in what time I showed up and it tells me what percentage of the day is left. On super slow days I make all sorts of funny charts and graphs.

Fly bird. FLY!

I don't. I die at the start of each dreadful workday, only to be reborn as a glorious phoenix. Work is more enjoyable as a mythical bird.

Final Fantasy!

By thinking of the best ways to tell your boss that you quit.

FINAL EXIT!

My favorite one is when my friend taps on my work window, calls me outside, there is a limo waiting with champagne and he tells me he's won lotto and giving me a million dollars. I walk back inside, get my bag, say "F this place" and walk out.

Check please!

When I was a waiter my go to was waiting until some random crap happened, like I drop or fork or something, and I would just flip a table and yell "To hell with this, I quit!" and walk out.

BINGO!

Every day I draw a 4x4 grid on a blank piece of paper, 16 boxes total. Every half an hour I put a tick in a box. After I put the last tick in the last box I go home.

Nature calls....

by waiting to poop at work.

Holiday! Celebrate!

Think of the money. Plan lots of holidays.

No eye contact.

The pay is good, I listen to music all day, finagled a work from home two days a week schedule, and stopped worrying about meeting ridiculous deadlines that aren't of my doing.

I just show up, do the work assigned to me, and avoid interaction with coworkers as much as possible.

This isn't the 70's!

The lesson here then is 'Take drugs kids!' Although in all seriousness, i've heard that taking acid can give you a level of internal reflection that can completely change your life and emotional state.

Pizza Hut or Domino's?

My job consisted of making pizza. A lot of pizza. I survived by eating pizza. A lot of pizza.

A new day is on the horizon!

Spend all your free time at work looking for another job. Just knowing that you are setting a change into motion will boost your spirits, and eventually you'll find another job that you hopefully don't hate.

Maybe spend some time thinking about the career you're in and if you are in it because you love it or because it pays well and you think that will make you happy.

What's up doc?

I remind myself that I have to get the money to pay my psychiatric bill somewhere, so it might as well be the place that causes me to see a psychiatrist.

There is always something else to fix.

I'd pick the easiest to make improvements in and focus on that. Say social. Phone a friend you've fallen out of touch with. That's an improvement, and then you can move your focus.

I can't hear you!

Headphones...............stick 'em in your ears, plug it in to your ipod/phone/whatever & let your music shut out the world for 8 hours.

Also, bring a spare music player + charger so you don't get caught out with a flat battery.

Tetris to the rescue.

At one of my call center jobs I just played Game Boy while I was on calls. Management was lacks and most of the calls were very routine. I had fun in a soul sucking environment; I even beat The Minish Cap primarily while taking calls about bank accounts.

Ya know!

Reddit!

Sometimes life is just hard!

By remembering how it felt to be out of options , out of money, with no place to live, disappointing everyone you care about and most of all yourself, and suddenly it does not feel so bad anymore to work that crappy job because it is infinitely better than the alternative.

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Now that college has become a standard requirement for so many jobs and careers, there is a massive push by high schools to get their graduating students accepted and enrolled at an undergraduate college.

On the whole, that's undoubtedly a great thing. A more educated workforce will be prepared to solve the most complex issues facing human beings in the next several decades.

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*The following article contains discussion of suicide/self-harm.

The person on the other end of a 911 call has a truly remarkable job.

For those who don't play that professional role, we hope to never encounter the 911 call interaction. But if we do find ourselves making that call, the moment is an anomaly in our lives.

The chaos, the panic, the racing heart, and the desperation are all emotions we, ideally, don't experience on a regular basis.

But for the operator on the other end, our call is one in a long line of calls they've received all day, and all the workdays before that one.

It's difficult to imagine being embedded in those uniquely urgent, emergency moments all the time.

Some Redditors who are on the other end of that call shared their experiences on the job.

WhimsicalxxButcher asked, "911 dispatchers what has been your most creepy/unnerving call?"

For a few, the most unnerving moments were the calm callers.

There was something just so eerie about how level-headed the faceless human being on the other end could be through such a desperate, tragic moment.

Almost Clinical 

"I had a friend who worked as a 911 dispatcher and he always said the worst call he ever had was a ~20 year old kid who committed suicide by mixing a bunch of chemicals together in his car to produce hydrogen sulfide gas."

"He said that the most unnerving part was hearing him calmly listing off the chemicals, the type of gas produced, and the effects of hydrogen sulfide on the body (namely the almost instant death it causes at high concentrations)."

"He ended the call by providing the address of the parking lot he was in and saying that nobody should approach the vehicle without hazmat equipment."

"Apparently after that there was a whooshing sound as he dumped the last chemical into the mix, and then the line went dead silent aside for a quiet fizzing noise."

"I know that call screwed him up because he almost never talks about stuff that happens to him on the job. He quit a few months later to go into construction management, and frankly I can't blame him."

-- iunoyou

Planned Out 

"A woman called me, saying she was going to kill herself. She was gassing herself. Gave me her name & address then said she was just going to lie down and 'go to sleep.' And stopped responding to me."

"I kept the line open, trying to get her to speak to me, and eventually heard officers forcing their way in to find her body. I guess she just wanted someone to find her body."

-- mozgw4

Before It Set In 

"When I got a call from a 6 year old who got home from school and laid down to take a nap with his dad. His dad never woke up."

"The kid was so calm when calling it broke my heart."

"I ended up leaving dispatch shortly after. I was good at compartmentalizing the job for the year I was doing it, but it would've broken me in the long run."

-- tasha7712

Other 911 operators were unfortunate enough to receive a call from the very last person they wanted to hear from: a loved one.

These dispatchers' unique position gave them the unexpected access to a family member or friend at their most dire moments.

No More of That 

"My family member is a long time first responder, and 'retired' into doing dispatch. He heard the address (someone else was taking the call) and realized it was his daughter's house."

"He rushed over there just in time to see them wheeling her body out. Overdose."

"Five months later, he was called to his ex-wife's place because his grandson (son of the daughter who recently passed) had his door locked, lights on, but wasn't responding to his grandma."

"He broke the door down and found him deceased in bed. Overdose."

"He's very stoic after years of all sorts of traumatic situations but my heart hurts whenever I think of what all of this must have felt like. Like sand through your fingers."

-- bitchyhouseplant

Knowing the Address

"Not me, but my grandma. I was sitting in the dispatch office, (very small one only 2 dispatchers including my grandma) but she put out a dispatch that there was a gun shot from my best friends address."

"My heart sank to my stomach and broke later that day. He committed suicide."

-- OntaiSenpuu

When it Happened 

"My uncle passing away. Worked as a small town dispatcher for a year or so. Had a bunch of messed up stuff happen on shift, but this call came in in the still hours of the night. Small town, so not many calls after midnight."

"I answered and recognized the name and address on caller id. Aunt was in a frenzy so didn't recognize my voice. I remained calm and got ems and fire rolling to them, but by my aunt's own words he was already blue."

"I went thru debriefing and mandated therapy for a couple other things that happened, but never really talked to anyone about this. I just try not to think about it."

"That was the call I figured out I needed to find a different job."

-- dangitjon

Finally, some simply had a front row seat to sudden tragedy.

These operators were flies on the wall when disaster struck. They never asked to witness what they witnessed, but sometimes that came with the territory.

A Holiday Tragedy 

"My mom is a 911 dispatcher. Early on she said one Christmas Eve while working she got a call from an elderly lady who's husband had just collapsed(and died) from a heart attack and in the background Alvin and the Chipmunks Christmas music was playing on blast."

"The lady was screaming and crying and begging for her husband to wake up but my mom could hear his gurgling in his last breathes. She doesn't listen to or watch Alvin and the chipmunks since."

-- Blueflowerbluehair

What is it About Christmas?

"Christmas night. 911 call with crying child on the other end. A neighbor had run her car over her mom during a domestic."

"The mom crawled to the porch bleeding and the child saw the car coming back. I had her hide quietly in a closet with the cordless phone."

"The 10 year old child was crying and screamed that she hated Christmas. She was afraid of the police when they got there."

"I kept her on the phone until she felt safe enough to give the phone to an officer. I almost fainted after that call was over. Had nightmares for a while."

-- 2FunBoofer

Close to Home 

"Not a dispatcher but I handle radio communications for the Coast Guard. One night I was on the radio and got a call from an 11 year old kid whose boat had started to sink. He was out with his dad and 6 year old brother."

"They had been hit by another boat and his father got knocked unconscious. I remember the entire conversation up until the radio had gone underwater."

"They ended up finding his dad floating on his back alive but the two boys didn't make it. That one really fu**ed with me because my two littlest brothers were around the same age as the youngest."

-- HIRSH2243

A Horrible Clock 

"Another one that stays with me was the man who called in. It was the anniversary of his adult son having hanged himself. He'd now come home to find his wife had done the same."

"That date is always going to be a black day for him."

-- mozgw4


If you or someone you know is struggling, you can contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-TALK (8255).

To find help outside the United States, the International Association for Suicide Prevention has resources available at https://www.iasp.info/resources/Crisis_Centres/

Again, we hope you never have to use the 911 call in your life. Nobody wants to be involved in a sudden emergency or a tragic incident.

But hopefully, if you do, an operator like one of these thoughtful, sensitive Redditors is on the other end.

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