Even wireless lines get crossed
There’s a new Ask Gypsy question, so obviously I am brilliant and wise and tuned in to the problems of the world. Obviously.
Say that I am talking with one of my girlfriends via text and I’m talking specifically about my boyfriend. Then, in response to something she says to me, I respond but accidentally send it to my boyfriend instead of my girlfriend. Now he’s wondering what the fuck I’m talking about and what I was talking about with my girlfriend. Is there any graceful way to handle this situation with the boyfriend? I realize I should be paying more attention to who I’m sending the message to in the first place, but obviously I’m not, or I wouldn’t repeatedly have this problem and have to seek out your help.
This is one of those situations where I think you just have to own up to your own idiocy. There’s no graceful way out, because even if your exit would make a ballerina proud, what with all the pirouettes and arabesques, you shit your pants up on that stage and there’s no getting around the smell.
I think you just have to be upfront with everyone. Say, “Look. I’m quick on the send button, and sometimes I’m going to shove my mouth so full of foot I’ll be tasting toenail polish for months. I’m asking forgiveness ahead of time.” And then, when you monumentally fuck up and accidentally send your boyfriend commentary on his dick size/latest sexual mishap/boneheaded remarks/peculiar habits/VD history/annoying use of the third person or information you weren’t quite ready to impart, such as the width and depth of your undying love for him and how he makes you want to try on white dresses, well, they’ve been forewarned.
Since you haven’t done that yet, you have to rectify this current mishap. I think feigned ignorance is the best policy: “What text message? Someone must have been using my phone. Those pranksters at work. How they do go on.” Or you could just fess up and say, “My bad,” and take the consequences.
And in future, double check your recipient. And then triple check, and fourple check for good measure. And then just decide never to text anyone ever again because you obviously can’t be trusted with modern technology. Neither can most of us, frankly.
Good advice – glad to see Ask Gypsy is alive and well.
And you said “fourple” – I thought that was just me. I’m strangely relieved now.
I have an “Ask Gypsy” question but it involves dealing with other parents so maybe not the best question for Gypsy. But maybe it is…hmmm.
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Well thank you for that insight Gypsy.
I tried the whole, “what text message thing”, but he knows me too well. It wasn’t even THAT BAD… Here’s what happened. I had just started my period and was feeling extra emotional and sensitive. Normally I’m a robot in all situations, but this period just kicked my ass, ok? I thought Mr. Keywork was being, let’s say, quiet. One word responses to texts and whatnot. So I texted my friend and said, “I have a new outlook. There’s nothing wrong with me, there’s something wrong with Mr. Keywork”. Then 2 seconds later I get from Mr. Keywork, “what the hell are you talking about”.
ME: Nothing, lol, I’m just being stupid again.
KW: What’s wrong with Mr. Keywork?
ME: Nothing is wrong with Mr. Keywork. He is perfect, just ask his girlfriend.
KW: huh, who was that text for?
ME: Jillian…
KW: I bet your freckles are pretty red right now.
So it ended ok. But I do this A LOT!!! However, I think he will just have to accept that.
Thanks again for the advice. Sorry I ass raped your comments.
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Very sage advice. Come clean, suck it up.
Oh, and I know what we_be is thinking of asking. She really should “Ask Gypsy”. You’d have a fresh perspective.
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Honesty. Novel idea!
Or just don’t send texts.
A Free Luddite.
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Oh this is one of my worst fears. I’m a texting addict, and some of the things my friends and I bounce back and forth are not meant for male sight. It gives me chills to think about slipping up like that.
Always play dumb…never admit anything..this is how I have stayed married for 10+ yrs.
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Toys: My brother got me saying fourple. I love it. And I got your question. I’ll mull it over and respond soon. Thanks!
Hooker: Well, that wasn’t so bad. I thought you might have said something really inflammatory. And my comments are always at your disposal, lubed up and ready to go.
Chanda: By “fresh” do you mean completely out of touch? Because you’d be right.
Chris: Are texts from the debil?
Angel: It’s so easy to make a mistake.
Reba: Sage advice.
I know this kinda shit is gonna happen to me eventually. Like hitting reply instead of forward on email. Shit.
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