Aaaaand a change of subject.

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My assistants and I were hanging around the office in a celebratory mood, talking about where we were going to go for our Enrollment Victory Dinner.

My phone rang. I picked it up.

"Hi, this is Rebecca."

The caller said something in a hoarse, barely audible voice.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" ...We have clients who are quite ill, of course, and it was certainly within the realm of possibility that, say, someone might be calling me from the hospital where they were being treated for pneumonia.

But he spoke again. Still in a strained whisper, but this time I understood him clearly.

"I'm masturbating."

I slammed down the phone.

And now I'm stuck wondering: was it one of our clients? Or just some guy randomly dialing numbers, hoping for a female voice?

Ugh.

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