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An appreciative FrontBurnervian shares her tale of near-terror from last night, and how 9-1-1 came to the rescue, figuratively. It’s not terribly long, but I’ll put it after the jump.

I think I’ve thrown Dallas 9-1-1 under the bus on more than one occasion, but after last night my opinion has softened.

I was driving home and some jerk in an SUV started tailing me. Whoever it was would get 2-3 feet from my bumper, then pull back, while flashing his/her brights. I hadn’t cut anyone off, been speeding, run any lights, and I was hoping this person would just go away. No such luck.

After a mile of this, I turned on to Garland and the SUV stayed glued to my bumper. I decided that I was NOT pulling into my neighborhood and dialed 9-1-1. The operator gave me some kept tabs on my location (as she tried to find a police car to intercept us), gave me some solid advice, and kept me from flipping out.

As I was approaching Gaston, the SUV did a U-turn and sped off. Meanwhile the operator stayed on the phone with me and told me about being involved in a similar incident, as I pulled off into a neighborhood and started to take the back way home. Kudos to the 9-1-1 lady for keeping me calm and making me feel safe. I know it’s their job, but today I’m much more appreciative of the work they do.