Ricky is applying to colleges (thank goodness for later deadlines for transfer students!), and today we worked on getting things done.   In keeping with our general practice, we are pushing the deadline, so I called the College Board people to expedite his SAT reports.  Ricky took the SAT in 2004, and the paperwork dates from that time.  I called the number for rush reporting, and got a recording that said something that I didn’t get, and then gave a different 800 number to call.  After a couple of listens, I still couldn’t tell what she was saying.  Finally I had Ricky listen for me, and he couldn’t tell, either, but we wrote down the 800 number.

It turned out that the reason we couldn’t tell what she was saying was that never in a million years would we expect the voice at the other end of the 800 number for the College Board to be saying “The Sex Hotline is open 24 hours! Call now; we’re waiting for your call!”  We figured that out after I called the number that they gave, and heard, “Hi there, big boy!  We have lots of hot and horny women waiting to talk to you!”

When I called the local number for the College Board people, there was a recording telling us that their numbers had changed.  Eventually we got everything taken care of.  But it was interesting there, for a while.