On my drive to work, I passed a friend named David in the highway. He was going in the opposite direction & spotted me first. He waved as he passed me. It took a few seconds for my brain to register who I was seeing. At my next stop (a mile later) I pulled out my cell phone & sent him a text saying "Hi back!" That's when all the craziness began. The text conversation that followed went like this.
David: Umm...hi?
Me: {thinking it odd that he'd already forgotten passing me & waving} Sorry I didn't wave back this morning when I saw you in traffic.
David: You saw me?
Me: Yes.
David: Where?
Me: On Highway XYZ {edited for my safety!}, going toward {town name}.
David: Oh, okay. Who is this?
Me: {laughing to myself because my text signature has my name in it} It's Liz Reeves. Wait...is this David W?
David: No, this is Jordan A.
Me: Oops! Sorry! I have this # saved as David W in my phone. I guess he changed phone numbers at some point & you have his old number.
David, err...Jordan: I thought maybe it was really someone I knew because I was on Highway XYZ this morning!
Me: How ironic! Well, sorry about that. Thanks for understanding. I will delete this # from my contact list now.
Jordan: Well if you ever want to talk...
Me: Ha ha! Well you have my number and I'm on facebook.
Jordan: Okay. I'll look you up.
HOURS later it occurred to me that some Jordans are male. All that time I was thinking I was speaking to a woman! I figured one more friend is no big deal & it would be a funny story to tell people when asked how Jordan and I met. Then it struck me that this Jordan person might have felt like I was flirting if it was a guy. Oh my Lord. I can sure get myself into weird messes. I texted Jordan this afternoon & stated that I was sorry about the confusion and clarified that I am a happily married 39 year old woman and if my messed up conversation and invitation to look me up on facebook came across as anything more than just a random funny meeting, I was sorry. I got no reply.
When I got home, I checked. Sure enough. My friend request from Jordan proves he is an 18 year old boy. And I somehow completely misread his name. It was JACOB not Jordan. Oh my soul. I am so embarrassed! Hopefully he doesn't think I'm some creepy cougar! LOL!
Me: {thinking it odd that he'd already forgotten passing me & waving} Sorry I didn't wave back this morning when I saw you in traffic.
David: You saw me?
Me: Yes.
David: Where?
Me: On Highway XYZ {edited for my safety!}, going toward {town name}.
David: Oh, okay. Who is this?
Me: {laughing to myself because my text signature has my name in it} It's Liz Reeves. Wait...is this David W?
David: No, this is Jordan A.
Me: Oops! Sorry! I have this # saved as David W in my phone. I guess he changed phone numbers at some point & you have his old number.
David, err...Jordan: I thought maybe it was really someone I knew because I was on Highway XYZ this morning!
Me: How ironic! Well, sorry about that. Thanks for understanding. I will delete this # from my contact list now.
Jordan: Well if you ever want to talk...
Me: Ha ha! Well you have my number and I'm on facebook.
Jordan: Okay. I'll look you up.
HOURS later it occurred to me that some Jordans are male. All that time I was thinking I was speaking to a woman! I figured one more friend is no big deal & it would be a funny story to tell people when asked how Jordan and I met. Then it struck me that this Jordan person might have felt like I was flirting if it was a guy. Oh my Lord. I can sure get myself into weird messes. I texted Jordan this afternoon & stated that I was sorry about the confusion and clarified that I am a happily married 39 year old woman and if my messed up conversation and invitation to look me up on facebook came across as anything more than just a random funny meeting, I was sorry. I got no reply.
When I got home, I checked. Sure enough. My friend request from Jordan proves he is an 18 year old boy. And I somehow completely misread his name. It was JACOB not Jordan. Oh my soul. I am so embarrassed! Hopefully he doesn't think I'm some creepy cougar! LOL!
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