I don’t know if anyone who’s not in the emergency services will fully appreciate this, but what the heck. I wrote some new lyrics to the Christmas song “Deck the Halls”, and it’s dedicated to all the emergency telecommunicators out there–including those who, like me, still call themselves 911 dispatchers.
I just hit my 29th anniversary on the job, so don’t mess with me: I’m legally insane:
TIS THE 911 SEASON
Tis the season for the fighting,
Fa la la la la, la la la
Kicking, screaming and the biting
Fa la la la la, la la la
Barroom fights and family squabbles
Fa la la la la, la la la
Louder than a turkey gobbles
Fa la la la la, la la la
Frequent flier, 911
Fa la la la la, la la la
Claiming that his meds are gone
Fa la la la la, la la la
Overdose is never fun
Fa la la la la, la la la
Especially at half past one
Fa la la la la, la la la
Traffic stop, to be proactive
Fa la la la la, la la la
Sure enough a warrant active
Fa la la la la, la la la
It won’t get that cop promoted
Fa la la la la, la la la
When they find out he has COVID
Fa la la la la, la la la
Working all night, on through Christmas
Fa la la la la, la la la
Sure do hope the family missed us
Fa la la la la, la la la
We won’t join in with the choir
Fa la la la la, la la la
Unless they catch their tree on fire
Fa la la la la, la la la
When we get home and we’re tired
Fa la la la la, la la la
Can’t sleep because we’re still wired
Fa la la la la, la la la
Family members give you some cheer
Fa la la la la, la la la
Save your stress until the New Year
Fa la la la la, la la laaaaaa……..
Put Bill out.
Looks like I’m your first responder.
In firefighting we like to say first in–last out. So I hope you plan to be here for awhile!