I just got a call from a prisoner (an old student) at the Thurston County Jail - I had to go through a lot of "push 0 to accept this call" and "push 1 to agree to these conditions" before the line opened out.
Me: Sam?
Sam: Yeah
Me: How are you?
Sam: I'm ok.
Me: You're in the lock-up?
Sam: Yeah, I was hoping you could bail me out.
I explained that I couldn't but asked who I could call for him.
Sam: I tried calling Mr. M.
Me: What happened?
Sam: The call didn't go through [Was not accepted]. I tried calling Miss A, too.
Me: I haven't seen her for years. I'll call Mr. M. What do you want me to say?
Sam: If he could come bail me out.
Me: You're at Thurston County Jail? Where is that?
Sam: You know where the courthouse is...
Me: Yeah, yeah. Ok, bye.
Sam: Bye.

Or something like that. Then I called the Monsters, and (they had refused the call as they couldn't understand the recorded name) after that wound up telling S that K would like roboblox and Spore's Creature Creator. They are off to SF any day now but will come out here when they return.

Then Sam called again and asked me to call another old student of mine, so I did. He's going to call back in a minute, which I hope is the last time, heh.

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