Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Dial M for Moron
Here's one for the history books. We didn't get the house. No biggy. Another offer came in which was likely not a chain sale so we pulled out. The house is still listed on the website and as I was still drooling over it, I wondered if the sale had gone through? Had the offer been accepted? I decided I would e-mail from my other account to be coy... Not realizing my name is clearly listed on all e-mails. So "Becky and Steve" sent an inquiry from an account marked with my name in bold letters next to it. I really didn't think that one through. As soon as I see this I'm mortified. Heart pounding, red faced mortified.
I e-mail my poor friend in Ontario praying this is like that dream where you show up naked at a public place. Also known as my single drunken years. No such luck. No biggie though right? I mean this guy probably won't even remember my name. Then the phone rings... It's like a scene out of Dial M for Murder only I'm not Grace Kelly and the only thing I can possibly die of is extreme humiliation. The tension in my body is running high. I see it's our Realtor and I totally want to throw up. I am now hiding the phone under a cushion as only a truly emotionally mature woman would. I phone my husband at work and try helplessly to convince him the only answer is to move to Nebraska and go on the lam. He is too busy laughing at the situation to reply. I take this as a sign he will not be helping me pack. Then he stops laughing long enough to let me know our Realtor is now phoning him. Dear Lord. After speaking to our Realtor my husband phones me to let me know all is well. The world did not end. This comes as a great relief as I have come to realize packing up my worldly possessions is a lot of work and I'm already worn out from running around like a ninny. Our realtor also claims this happens often. I think this was his nice way of saying "your wife makes Lucy Ricardo look sane."
The lesson today folks is don't send "anonymous" e-mails from an account with your name all over it. You'll look like an idiot. Lesson two is only have a couple possessions so that when you do need to leave the country fast you're not stuck wondering if your collection of Nancy Drew novels and Buffy The Vampire Slayer dvd's will count as carry on luggage.
Happy Tuesday, and by all means feel free to leave your own tale of embarrassment. Jessa xx