Copy and paste and cry
A while ago, going through an emotional trauma, I spent a day crafting an email to someone explaining the intensity of my feelings for them and how my life was impacted by them. It was quite the epic missive and I wrote it in a text editor so I could compose and re-compose without having to log in to my webmail account all the time.

Finally I got round to sending it. I copied and pasted it and sent it to him, a bittersweet sense of relief, nerves and happiness washing over me. Just as I'd sent it I noticed my ex had logged onto Google Chat. Things were a little tense between us but I said hello and we got chatting. I went to copy and paste a link to him... and managed to copy in the email declaration of love to new bloke and press send before I realised what I'd done.

Yup, I sent a deep, meaningful, candid and heartfelt email meant for a new bloke to the ex that was still resentful about the fact that I'd dumped him. I had to spend the next five minutes backtracking, grovelling, and saying "er, that wasn't meant for you".

No matter which way you slice it, I looked like a cunt.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 27 Nov 2008, 23:08, 4 replies)

Ouch!
But have a click.
( mistaspakkaman and the inedible shifting caterpillars, Thu 27 Nov 2008, 23:13, closed)

^
That was my first thought too.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Fri 28 Nov 2008, 6:48, closed)

I never did
get that email :(
(Ethelred is watching cheese grow, Fri 28 Nov 2008, 14:25, closed)

crackhouse
we wouldn't expect any less of you
( Madam Marlboro wonders if you've found her yet, Sun 30 Nov 2008, 0:53, closed)