In this world of multiple forms of communication and technology at our fingertips, it’s 100 times easier to make an ass out of ourselves than it used to be. Facebook, Twitter, Blogger, texting; we don’t like to wait for things. This is the generation of multi-tasking to the extreme. Therein can lie the problem of message fails. You know, when you are having 4 conversations at once and send through a message in the WRONG window to an unintended recipient. Some of these situations can lead to embarrassment.
How would I know? Well, embarrassing things happen to me pretty much daily. A few have involved text fails. Once I was intending to send a message to my mother about what she wanted from Bath and Body Works. I got a perplexed reply from a top friend of mine instead. Oops. Of course, it could be much worse if it’d been reversed and some sort of spanking content went to my mother. There was another time where I did send something about an upcoming spanking trip to a coworker with a very similar name in my phonebook as the intended spanko friend. Fortunately, it wasn’t too explicit to out me in any way.
I was chatting with a friend about this whole subject of text fails, updating her on an embarrassing situation that had occurred. The conversation led to us discussing picture messages. On occasion, I’ve sent a picture message of my bruised bottom to a spanko friend. Now THAT would be hard to talk your way out of if it went to the wrong person. We were both cracking up imagining the scenario that could lead to. I’ll share here our hypothetical situation of a picture message getting into the wrong hands.
I’m at my desk at work, sending a picture of my bottom to a friend after my latest spanking. My co-worker comes out of her office and approaches me.
Coworker: “What is that picture you just sent me? Is that your butt? Why are you so bruised?”
Me: Shit! “Um, that’s not me.”
Coworker: “In this picture, those are the clothes you are wearing right now. And that’s our office bathroom in the background!”
Me: Continue denial. “Uh, I don’t know what you’re talking about. That’s not me. You know what it must be, um, my phone got stolen. And hacked…”
Coworker: “I can see your phone right there on your desk.”
Me: Fuck. “Okay, here’s the thing. I get spanked sometimes. But it’s totally fine, it’s all consensual.”
Coworker: “What? Oh my God! You should call the police!”
Me: “Uh, one of the guys who spanks me IS the police.”
Yeah, there’s just no way out of that. We thought it could be made into a digital short shown at spanking parties about safety in communication. “Before You Hit Send.” Lol. And then at the end, we could have Smokey the Bear pop out. “Only YOU can prevent texting fails!”
And remember, pay attention in your multi-tasking or be prepared for some possibly embarrassing moments.