Neighborhood watch

I had to call 111 last night.  Some drunk people started fighting downstairs after the bars closed.  From the aggressive sound of them (they woke me up, and we're on the fifth floor!), I thought someone was going to get hurt.

The dispatcher answered the phone with, "111 Emergency, what blah blah blah*?"  I said, 'Some people are fighting in the street outside!'  She said, 'I see you're on blah blah blah Street, is this the disturbance that's just outside of the Viaduct Harbor restaurants?'  I said yes, and she said, 'We're already aware of that disturbance, someone is on the way right now.'

Sure enough, a properly officious yet non-threateningly small and fuel-efficient police car arrived less than a minute later.  The brawlers continued to holler for a while even after the cops showed up, but eventually they all were presumably hauled off somewhere secure to sleep it off.  No ambulances came, so everyone must have been OK. 


*Unintelligible Kiwi-speak