The Dreaded Double-Take
We’ve all been there. It’s late, you’re scrolling through your phone, and you shoot off a quick text. You don’t even look at the contact name, do you? It’s muscle memory, pure instinct. Except, sometimes, that instinct leads to catastrophic, face-palm-inducing mistakes. Like the time I accidentally texted my dentist, “You up?” at 11:30 on a Friday night.
Let me set the scene. Picture me, sprawled on the couch in my oldest, comfiest pajamas, binging terrible reality TV. My best friend, let’s call her Sarah, had just sent a hilarious meme, and I was about to text her back when I spotted the dreaded “low battery” warning blinking ominously from the corner of my screen.
Silence, Then Sheer Panic: When I Realized My Mistake
For a glorious, blissful minute, nothing happened. Then, the dreaded “read” receipt popped up. My stomach lurched.
Now, let me tell you a little something about Dr. Thompson. He’s a lovely man, don’t get me wrong – gentle, soft-spoken, with a penchant for awful dad jokes that he tells during teeth cleanings. But he’s also about sixty years old and the absolute last person on Earth you’d associate with a late-night, “you up?” text.
The next few minutes were a blur of frantic activity. I debated throwing my phone across the room. I considered moving to a remote island with no cell service. I even briefly entertained the idea of pretending to be someone else (bad idea, I know). Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I received a reply.
The Unexpected Reply: My Dentist’s Hilarious Response
It was a picture.
Not just any picture, mind you. It was a picture of Dr. Thompson, in pajamas, holding a toothbrush, with a bewildered expression on his face. The caption read, “Just finished flossing. Everything alright?”