Thursday, February 23, 2012
I walked away from the computer. I gulped. Who had I just sent that email to?
I went back. I checked. I died a little inside. I had hit reply and the whole thing, smart-arse remark included, had gone back to the person who'd sent me the response, not to the person for whom I'd intended it.
I died even more. My face turned red. My children were still teeming and writhing, shouting, not doing what they were supposed to do. We were late and now my stress levels were at 500 percent.
"Stop making noise! Mummy's made a horrible mistake. I need to decide what to do."
Silence. They slunk out the door.
I bashed out a quick email. Full of sincere apologies. Full of horror. Full of pleas for forgiveness.
And then I had to go, out the door, mind in turmoil. Why had I put a smart-arse remark on it? I never do that. Why had I not double-checked before I hit send? I always do that.
Except I didn't.
The boys sat quietly in the back seat. "Will it be okay Mum?" Mr8 asked, little voice tremulous.
"I hope so," I said.
I dropped him at his lesson. And then Mr5 sat quietly in the car while I rang the person to whom that email had gone. So that I could apologise in person, and explain how I never do that, and ... grovel really. She laughed. She told me that I was lucky that it had gone to someone who was not going to worry about it. I agreed that I was lucky. She explained her position, addressing my smart-arse remark. I agree that she was right. Because she was right, and I was just being a smart-arse to the friend to whom I had been intending to send that email.
We agreed that I would be more careful in the future.
When I picked Mr8 from his lesson later, he asked me if I was still worried. "No, I rang the person and sorted it out," I said. Parental inspiration struck. "That's what you should do if you make a mistake," I continued, in my best-mother-knows-best voice. "Own up straight away and talk to the other person. If you leave it and let it fester it only makes things worse."
And always, always, always check the recipient on your emails before you press send.
Just another new Life Rule to add to the handbook.
Have you ever sent an email to the wrong person? What was the result? Please make me feel better. I'm dying here. And have you got a new Life Rule to add to the handbook?
[image: I love this little 'sorry' card from littlepiggypants/etsy]