Sunday, May 23, 2010
Oh no! Your head is cracked like an Easter egg on the pavement in front of the downtown lingerie store, having collided with a Beamer whilst riding your bicycle.
The ambulance takes you to the hospital, but all you had in your fanny-pack was your cell phone, so they don't know who you are (And neither do you, because you're knocked out, have amnesia, or are dead).
Fortunately, the doctors (or, in your case, the orderlies) know just who to call. At the top of your contacts list is #ICE.
The number sign just brings the In Case of Emergency number to the top.
Program it call your mom or something.