I was running around the house looking for the phone because I had to call a friend about plans we had for the night and I wanted to call her before she left for work. I looked everywhere that a cordless phone could be; in the phone charger, on the table, under the table, between the sofa cushions, and in the bedroom. I even looked in the bathroom, but it wasn't in there. I couldn't find it anywhere. As I was setting the table for lunch I noticed my niece was sitting on the floor playing with the phone. I took the phone from her and then started to make my call. I called my friend, but there wasn't an answer, so we got ready for lunch. I had just sat down when the doorbell rang. I don't usually look out the peephole, but this time I did. All I could see was a wall of tan, so I opened the door a bit confused. As I opened the door I found myself standing toe to toe, face to chest with the biggest metro cop I had ever seen in my life. He must of have been from the Mutant Division (after all the height comments I got from another post you'd think I'd learn not to post something like this here - no offense to the tall people that read this). He stood from floor to top of doorway and was seemed to be just as wide as the doorway itself.

He said something along the lines of "I'm officer 'giant cop' (I'm making that up - I don't remember what his name was) Is everything ok?"

I stood as straight and tall as I could and managed to stammer a "Y-y-y-esss sir. Everything is fine here...we're all fine here now, thank you...how are you?" I'm sorry even under the circumstances I'm still a geeky Star Wars fanboy.

He took a step forward and came in the house. He was standing inside and closer to me, so that gave the illusion that he had suddenly gotten even bigger and taller. "We got a distress call from this address" I took a couple of steps back because I hate when giant people invade my personal space.

He looked down at me with so much authority that I wanted to yell, "I don't care what you got! I won't be oppressed by the man! I'm free! I'm free! Thank God Almighty I'm free at last!" Instead I looked up at him with what I'm sure was a goofy look on my face and asked, "you got a what?"

"There was a 911 call made from this address."

"Huh?" I asked, my mind still trying to figure out what was happening. "that can't be right. We haven't made any 911 calls"

"Is there anyone else in the house?" Just as Office Giant Cop said that my sister walked up to the door with my two year old niece following close behind. It was then that it hit me. My niece was playing with the phone, so she must have dialed 911 by accident. "Miss are you ok?" I sort of resented him asking my sister that because it hinted at me being the bad guy. "There was an emergency call placed from this home."

My sister told him that my niece had been playing with the phone so she must have called by mistake. The officer looked over both our heads, which at his height wasn't hard to do and must have been content with the answer because he seemed to soften up a bit. He told us that the call had been placed and then the caller had hung up without saying anything, so he was sent out to check it out. He told us that he was sorry he disturbed out lunch, but he was just doing his job. I told him that it was ok and that we understood. I also thanked him for coming out.

I closed the door and looked at my niece who looked back up at me and laughed then ran to the other room.