That sinking feeling when you send a text to the wrong person ...

[InstrumentsofTorture]

I'm embarrassed! I sent a text this afternoon, meant for my ds, to a colleague. Fortunately he seemed to see the funny side but even so:

Conversation was as follows:

Me: You left the dogs with the run of the sitting room, and surprise surprise, they pooed in there. How difficult is it to follow a simple instruction? Maybe if you were paying for everything you'd give a toss

Colleague: Many things are my fault, but on this occasion it wasn't me.

This is one of the worst, RIP to that guys career omg

Someone I used to manage sent me a message intended for her husband she had just discovered was having an affair. It was about how she wouldn't have minded 'being tied up and doing some light s&m stuff actually. It was obviously in response to him saying he'd strayed because the sex was boring.

It was about 7am on a work day and I saw it instantly but it took her a very long ten mins or so to realise her error. Understandably she was mortified and I was very professional and told her we would never speak of it.

Um, yes it is mucky. Which is why I was cross with Ds for leaving them the run of the room.

This has cheered me up immensely. Crying real tears of laughter. You can shove Tobago up your arse has just entered our family sayings.

Name changed as v outing. .
Ina Whatsapp group years ago before you could delete messages..the school parent council group
Headteacher. Deputies . Etc all part of this group.
Not me but someone sent a pic of their lady's bits to the Whatsapp instead of whoever it was meant for .
They realised as they removed themselves from the group .maybe thinking the post would disappear it didn't .
She continued turning up to the parent council meetings !.
I was mortified as at the next meeting a newish member let slip she thought I was th woman who had sent the pic. She had got us confused

Another one was a text from a friend to say her latest grandchild had been born and named Olivia
A sibling for Oliver .
I messaged my husband to tell her the news of the safe arrival and we commented on the weirdness of name choice .
Yip it was the granny I messaged not my husband

Gosh, how awful.

Shitty thing to text your son.

This isn’t the name, but let’s say my uncle has a plumber called Stephen and a brother called Steven. He left his mobile lying around on Christmas Eve, his eight year old granddaughter picked it up and sent a string of emojis to what she thought was her great uncle Steven on WhatsApp.

Stephen the plumber came back with “???”