DISPATCHER: Metro 911, what's the address of the emergency?
WOMAN: I'm locked in my car, my battery's shut down—
DISPATCHER: You're locked in your car.
WOMAN: Yes, I can't . . . my power's shut down on my car.
DISPATCHER: Uh, huh.
WOMAN: And I'm starting to hyperventilate. I'm starting to freak out!
DISPATCHER: Now ma'am, you think your battery died?
DISPATCHER: So, okay, and you tried the handle, right? It won't let you out that way?
WOMAN: No, ma'am, it won't let me do anything, and I'm—
DISPATCHER: Can you, did you, can you actually see the top of your lock? You now, on the door, can you see what it's . . .
WOMAN: No, it's . . . Oh, my gosh.
DISPATCHER: Yeah, just pull it up, baby.
WOMAN: Okay, I'm embarrassed.
DISPATCHER: You can get out now, right?
WOMAN: I'm out. Thank you. I am so embarrassed.
DISPATCHER: That's okay. All right.
—courtesy of Amy, Lauren and Drew