We’ve all been there. The affectionate and irritated email intended for your mum, accidentally sent to your supervisor. The work text that you unthinkingly end with two kisses (autopilot), only realising that you’ve done so when the reply is, disconcertingly, more than equally forthcoming. Mixed messages become mistaken messages ever faster in our increasingly digital world, with that dratted autocorrect and those send buttons that our thumbs just itch to send.
A few of my favourites?
- The day my boss wrote me an email telling me not to worry about a funder being rude to me, she was like that to everyone – and sent it to the funder by mistake…
- A friend telling me she was “coming down with a child”, only to hastily correct herself. “A cold! I’m coming down a cold.” Cold, child – same difference.
- The famous Welsh street sign. You remember the one. The English read “No entry for heavy goods vehicles. Residential site only.” The Welsh underneath it read “”I am not in the office at the moment. Send any work to be translated.” Nice one, Swansea council.
This week, we want to hear your muddled messages. Whether Katie Morag was delivering the mail and couldn’t decipher that sodden address label, or autocorrect was convinced you needed “him”, not “gin”: we want to know!
Send your mistaken texts and voicemails to us at 07856 853675 or email to firstname.lastname@example.org Your messages might end up in a poem and be shared here ahead of this year’s National Poetry Day. Thinking about getting in touch? Go on, you know you want to.