Double Check Before You Press Send
these kind of pics are not hard to get off the internet...
I’ve heard oodles and oodles of stories where someone sent a text message or email from their phone to the wrong person. Whether it was the next name down or a subliminal selection, it’s not uncommon to do a quick press of “send” then freak out while trying to channel a technical genius to retrieve the message. I’ve done it MANY times. I’ve sent a flirt email that was meant for one guy to an entire distribution list. The embarrassing part is I’m the most terrible flirt on the face of any existing planet, which was broadcasted to about 25 people. I actually digress to an insecure tween when I flirt, saying things like “I’m completely open right now… just waiting for someone to ask me to do something…. what are you doing?” or “bad ass” or “if I were an animal I’d want to a bunny rabbit,” or “I was the captain of my dance team… in 1995.”
You’re about to read Kimberly’s story below. This instance is a little heavier than just sending a flirt email to the wrong person. Poor girl was just trying to bring a little zing back to her marriage… I’m sure she did… just not her marriage. Girl, you’re not alone if you accidentally send a nude photo to your neighbor’s husband.
My husband and I had been going to couple’s counseling. In our last session, our counselor told me I needed to make an extra effort to be spontaneous when it came to our love life. One week, my husband went out of town and I thought I would take that opportunity to be spontaneous. I had recently hired a personal trainer and was feeling great physically so I decided to take a little picture on my phone and send it to my husband. I don’t want to be graphic, but the picture did not include clothing. I took a picture, reviewed it, wrote a sexy message, then selected his name from my address book and pressed “send.” In the midst of pressing the send button, I realized something. I wasn’t sending the nude picture to my husband Dan, I was sending it to my neighbor Dan. In my state of horror, I pressed every button imaginable to cancel the picture and even ripped out the battery hoping to kill the message. It didn’t. I immediately called my husband to tell him what happened and before I could get off the phone, Dan’s wife called. I didn’t give her the chance to speak. I blurted the story and offered to conference in my husband to confirm my story. I even told her our marriage issues and how I was taking our counselor’s advice. Worse, I told her how long it had been since we had sex. I kept talking nonstop to soften the issue. I’d never been so petrified in my life. The story was eventually straightened out, but it was still awkward at the end of the call.
After a few weeks of dodging our neighbors, my husband invited them over for dinner. It was so uncomfortable at first with ridiculous small talk. My husband finally proposed a toast to break the ice, “Here’s to everyone at this table seeing a hot naked picture of my wife ……except me.” We all laughed and made jokes, but I’ll never take another nude picture again to save my life… or my marriage.
July 5th, 2010 at 9:18 pm
love your blog – keep it up sister.
July 7th, 2010 at 2:01 pm
Wow, how mortifying. I’m glad it worked out. Stopping by from SITS.
July 7th, 2010 at 3:00 pm
For fear of this very thing happening, my husband’s name is in my address book, listed with his first and middle name. Every time I have sent something like that, there is that little flutter of dread in the pit of my stomach that maybe I sent it to the wrong person. Loved this one, keep up the great writing!