A Case of Mistaken Identity Texting
Have you ever gotten text messages that were meant for someone else? Imagine if they were for your teenage son from a teenage girl! That very thing happened to me last night.
Text: “hey, this is xxx i am texting you my #”
I hit delete since I didn’t recognize the return number. Fifteen minutes pass by and I get the second text: “u r still invited!”
Me (intrigued at this point because I know that someone is looking for Kristopher and since our cell numbers are 1 digit different, he has mistakenly given mine out for his. AND I want to know WHERE Kristopher has gotten invited to go):
Text: “who are you trying to reach?”
Text: “kris” (ugh! I cannot STAND it when Kristopher’s friends shorten his name but that is another post.)
Me (going for shock value now): “well, you have reached his mother.”
10 minutes pass before I get the return text that I was expecting…
Text: “OMG! i am soooo sorry! i must have written his # down wrong. i am so sorry!”
Me: “no problem. he is not around me at the moment but i will give him the messages. now who are you and what are you inviting him to?” Then I give her time to get her lie straight… five minutes pass
Text: “oh, me and my best friend were jokin about us havin a girls day out and my best friend told him he cant go lol i was tryn 2 b funny sayn he could go”
*Side note: I text in whole words and am not used to using those shortcuts like the teens do so I know she knew that she really did have an adult on the other end me (rolling my eyes and thinking YEAH RIGHT LITTLE CHICK! I KNOW you were inviting him somewhere else but good answer!)
Text: “and what is your name so i can tell him that you were looking for him?”
Text: “xxx and my father is the pastor of XX church. i used to go to school with kris.”
Me, realizing that I graduated from high school with xxx’s mom and needed to contact her regarding the 25th class reunion). Text: “is your mom named XXX?”
Text (they are coming back quicker now- like 30 seconds after I send them):
Text: “YES MA’AM!” me (knowing that now xxx realizes that I do know her parents and xxx is pretty scared now based on the quickness of her replies).
Text: “Ok, I graduated from high school with XXX. Make sure that you tell your mother that it is time for the 25th class reunion and that we need to get together and plan it. Tell her that we are all on Facebook!”
Text: “ok. i will. it was nice talkin wit u. i am sorry for the mistake. have a good night.”
Me: “thank you – good night.”
Today I said to my son: “who is xxx?”
kt: “what?”
me: “who is xxx and why was she texting me for you last night?”
kt: “oooooOOOO! i must have given her your # by accident. you know how they are almost alike and all…”
me (giving kt the side eye): “umhum. i was waiting for some x rated stuff from her.”
kt: “ugh! mom. please. i don’t send x rated stuff.”
me: “yeah right. That’s what all teenagers say but let me find out…”
CT is the always proud and sometimes embarrassing (for him) mom of Kristopher. “He is a great son to have and so far, (knock wood) has turned out pretty good if i must say so myself. He has provided me with many tears, smiles, laughter and been the fodder for many office conversations over the years.”
