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TIFU by accidentally sending 100s of Stickers on Whatsapp to an old classmate.

So, in short, about a month ago I accidentally dropped my cheap Moto phone in water. The Screen went blank. I went to local repair shop and replaced my screen with a cheap duplicate screen. However, this replacement screen brought about various issues. At times, the screen wouldn't respond to touch, while other times it would become overly sensitive. Occasionally, the phone would freeze, and so on.

Now, let's fast forward to two days ago. I have a classmate whom I haven't seen in about 8 years, but he is still in my WhatsApp contacts, though I rarely message him. Recently, a friend of mine informed me that this classmate had become a parent. Upon hearing this news, I congratulated him via WhatsApp. He responded with a brief "thank you."

Which takes us to today, So I was lying in bed just passing time. I opened Whatsapp, felt thirsty, put the mobile facedown on the bed, had a drink of water.
And just as I came back, I start hearing noise of message sending, I hurriedly take phone in my hands and lo behold, my phone had sent 100s of Stickers to this said classmate.I don't know how it happened, maybe ghost touch or due to my bed directly touching the touch screen. I hurriedly began deleting those messages using WhatsApp's feature to delete messages for everyone, but it is taking a long time.

Meanwhile this said classmate calls me and he is very angry, in fact he is fucking enraged. Apparently his kid had some complication and is still in hospital. He screams at me and questions what the fuck is wrong with me. Tells me that his child is still in hospital and that I have audacity to do this meaningless shenanigans.
I was horrified and apologized and tried explain what exactly happened. But he was too angry to listen and hanged up. I felt miserable. I proceeded to delete the remainders of the messages. And I sent him final message describing the situation in brief and apologized once more and told him to take care.
He still hasn't responded.

As a depressed guy, I don't have lot of friends, and I don't talk to lot of people, and this incident just made me more miserable. I am sorry for what happened but I can't do anything else about it. I just feel like fucking loser.

TL;DR: My broken mobile erroneously sent 100s of stickers on Whatsapp to an old classmate who recently became parent but their child is still in hospital causing them to go angry.

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