Tales of a Secret Rockstar

I was on the Island with Resonate this weekend. It was a fun trip, and some crazy stuff happened (like getting lost in Comox). Here's the craziest one though. On Saturday night we all went to see the new Bond movie in Courtenay. We got there at 6:50 for the 6:50 show, and it was sold out. So we bought our tickets for the 9:10 show. We then went to pass some time at the local mall, which was mostly closed except for the London Drugs store. We were in there for a while, and then we found a bench in the mall area to sit on. We were sitting there, when suddenly I heard a voice from my pocket. "Sir," she said, "are you there? Are you alright?" I pulled out my phone, curious as to why I was hearing a voice, and looked at the screen. It was indeed a call, and the number on the screen said 9113. I had accidentally dialed 911! I have no idea how, but my phone dialed 911 in my pocket! I panicked and hung up without saying anything. But then the group convinced me that I should call them back, just in case they were sending someone out to the mall to check up on a dropped 911 call. So I called them back, and the guy I was talking to asked me, "How could you have accidentally dialed 911?" And I said, "I don't know, I just suddenly heard voices in my pocket!"
What an adventure.