So, I was out of the office for a couple of days with a bad cold. When I got back in this morning, I had a voicemail on my office phone—a fairly rare occurrence, since phones are now about fifth in the office order of communication priority (after email, IM, face-to-face, and carrier pigeon). Usually when I get voicemails at work, they are nothing but a couple seconds of silence, or a recorded spiel for some product I don’t want.

Today, however, I got a mostly-unintelligible message from somebody who identified himself as ‘Christopher Pasquale.’ He called from a California area code at 2:58am ET on Thursday, and slurred something about how “I don’t know what to do with these crazy white people,” and that he didn’t know “where you are in DC, or Arlington, or Langley.”

Anyway . . . here’s the recording (MP3 link). Maybe you can make more sense of it than I did. Note that I have redacted the phone number by changing area code to 555; the original recording contained the actual area code. This guy seems to have enough problems without a bunch of Off on a Tangent readers calling him. That’s the only edit I made, other than snipping out some silence from our voicemail system.