Cheater Cheater - Pumpkin Eater. Ever since I started blogging, I look at every thing in a different light. I am always searching for new blogging material and when I see or hear something interesting, I say to myself, "I should blog about that!" You may call it Blogging OCD (I know many of you share my disease), but whatever the case, it makes me smile and it lends for a daily dose of fun and laughter. Today, is one of those days!
At approximately 10:30 pm last night, I was blogging on Active Rain when I received an interesting text message on my cell phone from a number I didn't recognize. The message read;
"Jill - When you get back to the hotel, send more naughty text pics as I'll be at the office late into the evening... I'll reciprocate..."
Oh my my... My initial response was, Who's Jill? Then I thought, Why do they have my cell phone number? At that point, my curiosity was piqued! I decided to Google the phone number and up popped a picture of Mr. XYZ (I'll keep his name anonymous). The biggest surprise is... He's a Realtor in another state! A complete stranger to me, but none the less, a fellow colleague.
What I did next, surprised the heck out of me. I sent him a text message back (no pics included) and said; "Mr. XYZ, does your wife know about the naughtly text pics?" OMG, I couldn't believe I just said that. I suppose I was in rare form for the evening!
But, to my greater surprise, Mr. XYZ texted back a message saying; "Jill is my wife..." Okay, I thought, an innocent exchange of naughty pics between spouses on a school night. That was that, I logged off AR and went to bed. When I woke up this morning, I was thinking about Mr. XYZ's answer. As innocent as it sounded, I still didn't understand how he accidentally texted me instead of his wife. Think about this, most of us save our family member's phone numbers in our cell phones alphabetically. If that is true, then the letter J isn't even close to the letter M alphabetically. Unless of course, Mr. XYZ has a pet name (Meow) for his wife on his cell phone. But that still doesn't explain how he got my number (with a completely different area code than his!). 
So, I did the unthinkable, I sent Mr. XYZ another text this morning and said; "If that were true, your wife's phone # would be saved on your cell phone, so you wouldn't "accidentally" be texting me. Very entertaining though!" Low and behold, another text arrived from Mr. XYZ that read, "It is saved as part of a database real estate profs on my phone! Huge botch. Sorry."
So, the plot thickens and the mystery remains. How did Mr. XYZ "accidentally" text me instead of his wife? Was this a simple faux paus, or a HUGE BOTCH, as he called it? Is Mr. XYZ a cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater? Perhaps.
Mr. XYZ... thanks for providing a good laugh and some blogging material. If you are reading this, I hope you were able to find your way back to the office without your moral compass!
