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Man Accidentally Calls Emergency Services 47 Times Because He Was Trying to Get His TV’s Aspect Ratio Right

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**Man Accidentally Calls Emergency Services 47 Times Because He Was Trying to Get His TV’s Aspect Ratio Right**

**Man Accidentally Calls Emergency Services 47 Times Because He Was Trying to Get His TV’s Aspect Ratio Right**

DUBLIN, IRELAND — In a move that somehow manages to be both peak Irish luck and peak Irish incompetence, a man from County Cork has accidentally dialed emergency services nearly four dozen times over the past two weeks. His crime? Being too stubborn to Google how a remote control works.

Meet Seamus O’Brien, 34, a local electrician and apparently the world’s most persistent button-masher. According to a deeply exasperated report from the Irish National Ambulance Service (INAS), O’Brien accidentally triggered 47 emergency calls after mistaking the “SOS” button on his new Samsung TV remote for the “Settings” button. Yes, you read that right. The man thought the big red “EMERGENCY CALL” button was for adjusting the contrast on his telly.

“I was just trying to get the black bars off the top of ‘The Last of Us,’” O’Brien told local rag The Cork Echo, his voice thick with the kind of regret usually reserved for sending a risky text at 2 AM. “The remote was new, it was dark, and I thought the SOS button was for ‘Screen Orientation Settings.’ I swear on me mother’s grave, I thought I was fixing the aspect ratio.”

Let’s pause and let that sink in. This man, a licensed electrician—someone who literally works with complex wiring and circuit breakers—looked at a button labeled “SOS” (you know, the universal symbol for “I am actively dying in a ditch”) and thought, “Ah yes, that’ll fix the letterboxing on my 4K TV.”

The INAS call logs, which were mercifully leaked to the press (probably by a dispatcher who needed a drink), paint a picture of pure, unfiltered chaos. Dispatchers received calls at 2:17 AM on a Tuesday. Seamus: “Uh, yeah, the settings menu isn’t coming up.” Dispatcher: “Sir, are you in danger?” Seamus: “Yes, the subtitles are too big.” Click. Another call at 3:44 AM. Seamus: “I pressed it again. Still no settings. Also, the remote is beeping.” Dispatcher: “Sir, please stop pressing the emergency button.” Seamus: “But the picture is stretched!”

It gets worse. On the 23rd call, Seamus reportedly asked the dispatcher if they could “just quickly walk him through the menu options.” On the 31st call, he asked if they had “any tips for reducing motion blur.” And on the 47th call—the one that finally got the cops sent to his house—he allegedly asked if they could “send someone who knows about HDMI cables.”

The Gardaí (Irish police) arrived to find Seamus sitting in his living room, surrounded by three different TV remotes, a half-eaten bag of Tayto crisps, and a look of absolute betrayal on his face. The TV was off. The emergency button on the remote had been worn down to a smooth nub from constant pressing.

“I’ve been a dispatcher for 12 years,” said INAS spokesperson Fiona O’Sullivan, rolling her eyes so hard you could hear it through the phone. “I’ve talked people through heart attacks, car accidents, and one guy who fell into a bog. I have never, in my entire career, had to tell a grown man to stop pressing the button that literally says ‘SOS’ because he thinks it’s going to fix his TV’s color balance. I feel like I’ve lost IQ points just by being involved.”

O’Sullivan confirmed that the emergency service has since blocked Seamus’s phone number. “We had to. He started calling from his landline asking if the remote was ‘paired correctly’ with the TV. We are not tech support. We are not Geek Squad. We are for gushing wounds and cardiac arrests, not for ‘the reds are too red.’”

Of course, the internet is already doing what the internet does best: turning a man’s monumental stupidity into a global meme. Reddit’s r/irishproblems is absolutely feasting. Top comment: “man accidentally calls emergency services 47 times because he was trying to fix his aspect ratio. peak irish energy. we are a nation of martyrs, but mostly to our own stubbornness.” Another user quipped: “This is the most Irish thing since the potato famine except this time the famine is of common sense.”

Many are comparing Seamus to the American equivalent: the guy who calls 911 because McDonald’s forgot his McFlurry. But let’s be real—this is worse. At least the McFlurry guy knew he was being a Karen. Seamus genuinely thought he was performing a delicate technical calibration. He was convinced that the 112 emergency number was just a hidden menu for gamma correction.

The story has also sparked a wave of “but wait, why is there an SOS button on a TV remote?” discourse. It turns out, many modern smart TV remotes have an SOS button for elderly users or people with medical conditions. It’s meant to be a lifeline. Seamus turned it into a punchline.

“I feel like a complete eejit,” Seamus admitted, finally realizing the gravity of his mistake. “But in my defense, the remote manual was in a language I don’t read. And I’d had a few pints.” (Ah, there it is. The Irish get-out-of-jail-free card: “I’d had a few pints.”)

The INAS has since issued a public statement that reads, in part: “Please, for the love of all that is holy, do not press the SOS button unless you are in a genuine emergency. Your TV’s aspect ratio is not a genuine emergency. Your Netflix buffering is not a genuine emergency. And if you are unsure what the button does, please consult the manual, not the emergency dispatcher.”

As for Seamus, he’s facing a potential fine for misuse of emergency services. But he’

Final Thoughts


After reading through the broader narratives on Ireland, it’s clear that the nation is no longer just the “Celtic Tiger” or a land of ancient lore, but a complex, modern European state grappling with the hangover of its housing crisis and a deeply fractured political landscape. What strikes me is the quiet tension beneath the famous craic: a society that has shed its conservative skin on referendums but still struggles to reconcile its globalized tech wealth with the very real, local pain of those left behind in the rental market. Ultimately, Ireland’s greatest story isn’t about its past, but its present—a high-wire act between prosperity and affordability that will define its future more than any myth or miracle ever could.