Review: Katharina Volckmer, ‘Calls May Be Recorded’

“If you are going to shit yourself,” goes the first sentence of the filthy and brilliant Calls May Be Recorded, “it’s most likely to happen on your own doorstep.” This is what happens to Jimmie, a heavy call center employee experimenting with his mother’s make-up who spends the day disarming his clients, quipping with his coworkers, and dreaming of his lips wrapped around his supervisor’s cock, who now seems to be curiously avoiding him.