Dear Lindsey,
Sometimes reality is just…real. And it makes me
LAUGH OUT LOUD
so I have to share!!
I received an email from someone I had never received an email from before. Though I consider her a friend, I only know her from playing bells in a handbell choir at church a couple times a year. I am not a member of the handbell choir, but I substitute when someone is missing.
The wording of her email shocked me. This is what it said:
To: Sarah Summers & Stupid
From: Ellen
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Hello ladies!!!
Wanted to see if both of you could sub next week for handbells (Tuesday 6-7:30) – Emily and I will both be out (top 2 positions). Just let me know!!
Thanks!!!
Ellen
Sent from my iPhone
When I looked at the “addressee” line, I was a little surprised. My thought process went like this:
- It says it is to “Sarah Summers and Stupid”
- I received it.
- I am not Sarah Summers.
- HEY!!!! Why is she calling me STUPID?!!!
I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt; surely she’s my friend! She plays in the handbell choir at church; that’s not your typical gathering place of the evil-ladies-calling-people-stupid.
There must be a joke I am forgetting…some “Vine” I missed? I remembered she and I have laughed about a lot – I am sure we laughed about ME…it’s easy to do! But stupid? Why am I stupid?
But I could tell it was going to eat at me. I had to know. I am not the kind to go talk to someone else and see what they think of her potential rudeness…or pass the email around and get other people to be mad. I decided to confront, seeking first to understand. So I shot an email back to her, asking her if my name was “Stupid” in her contacts.
As soon as I sent that email, a flashback of a phone-joke my oldest son did to me popped into my head. He had made shortcut keys for all of the common words I use: “the, an, hi, and, how, you,” etc., so that any time I typed one of those words on my phone, it automatically changed it to say, “blooyah!” I finally had cried “UNCLE!” and made him fix it when I incidentally sent a text to a friend after the loss of a loved one, and my text said, “God bless blooyah.” UGH.
So I wondered if somehow my kids had made “stupid” something on my phone, not her contacts.
I searched my phone for the term, “Stupid,” and up popped “Terri Brady”.
So I asked Siri: “What is my name?”
And she obediently replied in her serious tone, “You’re Terri Brady, but since we are friends, I get to call you Stupid.”
I started to laugh.
I asked my phone again, “Who am I?”
The phone replied, “You’re Terri Brady, but since we are friends, I get to call you Stupid.”
I looked on my phone for my own name to see how that worked, and clearly one of my kids had picked up my unattended phone and made a change to my contact.
Oh boy was Ellen going to be confused when she got that email I had just sent her asking her if my name was “Stupid” in her contacts!!!!!
I quickly sent her another email attempting to explain my children’s humor and asking for forgiveness.
I let her know that I would be happy to sub for a friend like her!
Still loving to laugh,
Terri
P.S. Looks like my kids changed my contact again.
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