Texting the wrong people at the wrong time
While waiting around for an event to begin, I pull out my phone and begin texting people, hoping they'll reply. I'm bored and need a little stimulation before I fall asleep while leaning against the wall.
With one hand, I flick my cell phone open, type a few words with my free hand (the other has a bottle of water), and send it to several people. Hopefully, they have their phones nearby to reply. There isn't a long wait before my phone begins to vibrate.
There's a problem: I get a reply from someone I didn't mean to message - a former playdate.
Apparently, after typing in the text, I sent it to the wrong name. There are several people with the same name on my contact list and this time I typed the wrong one.
I reply back with some vague note and hope it goes away. It isn't because I'm mortified, it's because this person disappeared off the face of the planet (and dissed me). Unfortunately, it doesn't let up. A few more vague texts ends the conversation.
Later on, I send another text in the same manner (one handed to several people). I get a reply fairly quickly. It's from Crazy. Fuck. I put in the wrong contact, again. ARGH!!
"Who is this? I just got a new phone," is the text.
I don't reply. I could, but don't. Part of me wants to write "Wrong guy" (double entendre) but I refrain from that. In fact, it's a great thing my contact info is no longer around (although I know Crazy knows my number from memory from the 3X a day phone calls, trying to calm the neuroses of the nutty).
Of course, people ask why I bother to keep old phone numbers (especially of certain people). The reason is simple: if that contact calls or texts me, I know who it is. Whether or not I pick up and answer is another story.
I stop texting and put my phone in my pocket. Until I learn how to use it, I should stop texting people.
With one hand, I flick my cell phone open, type a few words with my free hand (the other has a bottle of water), and send it to several people. Hopefully, they have their phones nearby to reply. There isn't a long wait before my phone begins to vibrate.
There's a problem: I get a reply from someone I didn't mean to message - a former playdate.
Apparently, after typing in the text, I sent it to the wrong name. There are several people with the same name on my contact list and this time I typed the wrong one.
I reply back with some vague note and hope it goes away. It isn't because I'm mortified, it's because this person disappeared off the face of the planet (and dissed me). Unfortunately, it doesn't let up. A few more vague texts ends the conversation.
Later on, I send another text in the same manner (one handed to several people). I get a reply fairly quickly. It's from Crazy. Fuck. I put in the wrong contact, again. ARGH!!
"Who is this? I just got a new phone," is the text.
I don't reply. I could, but don't. Part of me wants to write "Wrong guy" (double entendre) but I refrain from that. In fact, it's a great thing my contact info is no longer around (although I know Crazy knows my number from memory from the 3X a day phone calls, trying to calm the neuroses of the nutty).
Of course, people ask why I bother to keep old phone numbers (especially of certain people). The reason is simple: if that contact calls or texts me, I know who it is. Whether or not I pick up and answer is another story.
I stop texting and put my phone in my pocket. Until I learn how to use it, I should stop texting people.
Authored by S at 12:00 am
2 Comments:
you might consider http://techcrunch.com/2009/03/19/the-iphone-gets-a-new-weapon-in-the-war-on-drunk-dials/
if you have an iphone.
haha, keep yourself from dialing or texting those numbers!
I do the same thing, keeping old contacts in my phone so I don't answer if they call.
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