TimothyN
Established Member
So, there I was, hoovering the car and getting the MGTitan mats to fit properly, when the house floodlight went out, so I fiddled with the buttons in the roof console until the internal lights came on. (You know where this is going, right?)
I carried on doing my thang, when I could hear some really odd, drunken voice. I know my neighbours and this came as little surprise, but the few words I could hear didn't sound like their usual shenanigans, so I took more interest and noticed that I was making an emergency eCall. This was captioned in the small screen. I then noticed the button in the roof that I had obviously pressed.
I tried all sorts of things to stop the call, but to no avail.
Whoever was on the phone was clearly very drunk and made no sense at all.
Eventually, after 90 seconds (there was a timer running) the call cut off.
Firstly, what next happens? Do I expect a Coastguard helicopter over my house any second?
Secondly, how should I have cancelled? It really wasn't obvious.
Thirdly, who was the slurring drunkard?
Fourthly, what is the point of the whole system if all that happens when you press the button is an unintelligible drunk talking bollix? I can get that down the local, but it would have felt particularly cruel had I been upside-down in a ditch, with the petrol dripping on the hot exhaust. Well, ok, belay that very last bit, but you know what I mean.
I carried on doing my thang, when I could hear some really odd, drunken voice. I know my neighbours and this came as little surprise, but the few words I could hear didn't sound like their usual shenanigans, so I took more interest and noticed that I was making an emergency eCall. This was captioned in the small screen. I then noticed the button in the roof that I had obviously pressed.
I tried all sorts of things to stop the call, but to no avail.
Whoever was on the phone was clearly very drunk and made no sense at all.
Eventually, after 90 seconds (there was a timer running) the call cut off.
Firstly, what next happens? Do I expect a Coastguard helicopter over my house any second?
Secondly, how should I have cancelled? It really wasn't obvious.
Thirdly, who was the slurring drunkard?
Fourthly, what is the point of the whole system if all that happens when you press the button is an unintelligible drunk talking bollix? I can get that down the local, but it would have felt particularly cruel had I been upside-down in a ditch, with the petrol dripping on the hot exhaust. Well, ok, belay that very last bit, but you know what I mean.
