It was an awesome day, i got to see the pitch black control room with blinking lights and green radars, got a tour of various planes and helicopters at the base, then i got to hang out in my dad's office in the control tower.
There was this cool looking phone, not just any phone, but a bright red phone with no numbers on it. I had never seen a phone without a dialpad before. So, I pick up the phone. It rings maybe once and then someone answers it franticly, and I immediately hang up. Well about that time I notice fire trucks are rolling near the airfield and the phone starts ringing again and my dad rushes in the office with a startled look on his face. He answers the phone and apologizes to whomever was on the other line. My dad wasn't that upset, but let me know that I'm never to do that again.