I just received an Amber Alert on my phone for a child who has gone missing in Alvin, Texas. Not to be outdone, my television displayed the same alert moments later.

While I’m not particularly upset that an Amber Alert interrupted our viewing of 13 Going on 30, I am curious as to what I am expected to do from my living room in Austin about a missing child in Alvin (185 miles away, per Google Maps.)

I obviously appreciate the effort to spread the word about missing children, and it’s not exactly an imposition to receive these alerts (aside from the soul-crushing noise that accompanies the alert.) Consider this, though—the only other type of alert that I would ever receive in such an invasive manner involves impending flash floods or tornados.