Few moments in life are more horrifying than the hour-long second it takes to realize that you sent a text to the wrong person.
The first time it happened to me, I had been firing off a whole lot of fury to my then-boyfriend about my close friend Alex.
Now, to my own credit, Alex was being really annoying and mean and acting like the Bart Simpson-y brother I never wanted, but I managed to exaggerate and hyperbolize my momentary hatred for him to such an extent that even my own boyfriend would have been like, “Dude, chill.”
I say “would have been” because my boyfriend never got the text; Alex did. Alex, who was sitting across from me during lunch, eating his burger while I had been hunched over in novel-length texting mode. The very same Alex whose phone dinged the moment I hit send, who put down his burger to pick up his cell, and then slid his mobile bearer of bad news across the table to me where I — still oblivious — picked it up to read my own awful rant.
“Awkward” has never been a more appropriate word.
Because I was in front of him and still technically mad (despite my embarrassment beginning to overshadow everything else), I shrugged. Just brought my shoulders straight up to my ears and made this face–> :/
“You were being a dick,” I offered. “But I’m really sorry.” And then, more out of necessity than anything, we managed to salvage the day and move forward.
Had he received the text when I wasn’t there, however, the recovery would have been harder. In fact, it could have been near-impossible because I probably would’ve been at a total loss for words. There’s no coming back from the incorrectly-sent-text…
Unless, of course, you follow it up with a GIF
Let’s say you do what I did and send a really scathing, mean text to the subject of your gum-flapping. As soon as you realize what you’ve done, follow up with this GIF below. It basically equates to, “Oh fuck.”
Yea girl. Just get out of there.
Next, let’s imagine you sent the person you’re secretly in love with an entire sonnet on how much you love them (only you were writing it to your best friend so obviously it was even weirder and creepier than normal…maybe it went into a lot of detail about how you stalk them not just on social media, but in their apartment as well). Send this:
This technique is called “distraction.”
Finally, maybe you sent the worst text you could ever imagine to the worst recipient on the planet. Choose your own adventure here, but for me personally, I’d really hate to accidentally send a nude pic to my future mother-in-law. There’s sort of nothing one can do except laugh and send this:
Which, if nothing else, lets them know you appreciate a movie classic. Or that you’re a crazy person. But you know, win some/lose some.
Now if you’ll kindly all direct your eyeballs to the comment section below, let me know the worst text you’ve sent, and how you handled it. And if you don’t mind, hook a sister up with more GIFS. (Shout out to commenter Jess. H for the Lebowski one!)
TTFN! — Amelia Diamond