Just want to share these tales of caution with you.
1. Me
Me and a few mates had just gotten into the use of the word balloon knot. My mate had had a bit of a bad aris, don’t ask how I knew, so I sent him and email saying “How’s your balloon knot?” Unfortunately, I sent it to someone in my company with a very similar name. Luckily, she didn’t know what it meant and just thought it was bizarre.
2. The Welsh Idiot
The Welsh Idiot loved a girl at our office. One day she called him “Honey” in an email. He loved it, the idiot. So he forwarded it to me saying “She called me honey, reckon I’m in there, do you think it’s because she knows I just bought my own house?” [No I don’t, you berk] Unfortunately, he didn’t forward, he replied to all. All being all of her colleagues. Hilarious.
3. Another mate
He was having a steamy SMS convo with some girl back in England one night. It suddenly stopped, so the next day he sent her a message “What, no more saucy messages?” Unfortunately, he sent it to his sister.
So, be careful out there!
Hehe..i once had a boyfriend, he just had a fight with me on phone before his weekly gym session, and then next min I got a SMS saying from him: “I am going to gym, my baby!” obviously, it was not for me.
I am not kidding here. wry smile! :-\
I was gossipping about a certain conversation I had with a guy with our friend. Except I sent the whole damn thing to him. All of it in great detail. Not good. He wasn’t so interested in me afterwards. My fault.
Your friend is a Berk, he thinks a girl called him “Hon” because he just bought a house? Somethings wrong. You don’t buy a house and be “in” if it’s the case. You don’t want her anyway.
Yan
A former drinking friend of mine made little secret of the fact she fancied the floor manager at the factory where she worked, and one (very pissed) night, poured out her heart down the phone to him (hazards of mobile phones no. 237). Undeterred by his absence from work, she left a long rambling message on the office answering machine, detailing (in pretty graphic language) her feelings for him. Unfortunately, the still switched-on tannoy microphone was close enough to the answering machine as to fill in all her colleagues on the night shift as well. Didn’t see her down the pub so much after that.
Oh, that reminds me of college. I once had a very “private” conversation with my housemate, detailing personal physical stuff with my new man, thing was she picked up in her room and what we didn’t realize was that the answering machine also picked up in my other housemates room and it recorded a good chunk of it, so my other FOUR roomates got to hear every word as they went in to search their own messages. Having said that. I came out with a whole new respect after that, and I was the “stud” of the place for a few days.
yan