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TIFU by accidentally texting my boss a very cringey message meant for a girl I’ve been seeing

So this happened last night, and I’m seriously considering quitting my job out of sheer embarrassment.

I’ve been talking to this girl for a couple of weeks now, and things have been going great. We’ve been getting a little flirty over text, so I decided to take things up a notch and send her a message that was… well, let’s just say it was way more forward than usual.

The message was supposed to say something like, “I can’t stop thinking about you… I swear, if I was there right now, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you 😉.”

Yeah, you can already see where this is going.

Except I didn’t send it to her. I sent it to my boss.

Let me just paint the picture here: I’m sitting on my couch, thinking I’m being all smooth, and then I see the name at the top of the screen. It’s not her name. It’s my boss’s name. I literally felt my soul leave my body.

I freaked out so hard, I almost threw my phone across the room. Now, I’m sitting there trying to figure out if I can somehow recall the message, but it’s too late. There’s no taking it back. And this isn’t just a “whoops, wrong person” text—this is a full-on seductive message that I just sent to my superior.

About ten minutes later, I get a response: “Uh… I don’t think this was meant for me.”

I wanted to die right then and there. I mumbled some terrible excuse like, “OMG sorry, wrong number, haha, you know how it is, LOL!” But let’s be real, there’s no way to recover from that. Now I have to face him at work on Monday knowing he read that entire cringe-fest of a message.

I’ve never wanted to disappear more in my life.

TL;DR: Tried to send a super flirty (borderline spicy) text to a girl, accidentally sent it to my boss, and now I need to find a new job or a new planet.

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