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I'm Lost

I called the Got-It Police Department because I was lost.

Here is the exchange:

"Got-It Police Department. Officer Little-Patience speaking. How may I assist you?"

Me: "Officer, I'm lost!"

Officer Little-Patience: "Okay, ma'am. Let's get you found."

Me: "Wonderful!"

Officer Little-Patience: "Where are you now?"

Me: "On the corner."

Officer Little-Patience: "Which corner?"

Me: "The one I am calling you from."

Officer Little-Patience, frustrated: "What do the street signs read?"

Me: "They don't read. They just hang there."

Officer Little-Patience, growling: "Read them for me, please?"

Me: "One says Forget. What a funny street name 'Forget' like forgetful."

Officer Little-Patience, barely holding on to it: "It is pronounced 'forshay'. What does the other sign read?"

Me: "It is Bedlamb."

Officer Little-Patience, exhaling in exasperation: "It definitely is that. Officer Wright-Awn should be there any minute.

Me: "Thank you, Sweet Pea!"
I think the phone broke. It sounded like thunder crashing.