Just made a call to the social security administration.
After answering myriad computer generated questions (although the computerized voice was surprisingly friendly and sounded like someone I could go have a beer with) I was told the wait time was 55 minutes.
It is Tuesday night. Carol is bowling her heart out. I got home at 4:45. It is just me and the cats. I cannot wait 55 minutes. I got a dark movie to watch and some pizza to eat.
I hung up.
Before I did, I hung in there for a minute or two just in case that 55 minute wait time was computer incorrect.
The hold music the social security administration plays is exactly like the background music that graces soft porn flicks.
I hope I don't get pregnant.