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TIFU by using AI which then sent the wrong email to my client

This is the freelance gig that covers my rent so I hope my client wont make a big deal out of it.. I rarely have time to search for jobs so I tried out some productivity apps I could use so I could multitask job hunting and freelancing without the hassle. I was using Wispr Flow to forward a file to a client. It was smooth at first I just had to tell "please forward this [file name] to [email name] using my [company] email" Sometimes it worked sometimes it didn't so I had to even double-check and triple-check. I had a work report called Annual Purchase but apparently it decided to auto-suggest my recent Amazon purchase instead. Before I noticed, it already forwarded the email and realized only after the client replied politely but very confused that they had received my Amazon order. I checked the Sent section in mg inbox and well shit. It forwarded my order confirmation for hemorrhoid cream (for eating too much Buldak).

No fucking way. Have never felt so embarrassed in my life that I had to look away from my screen and slam my laptop shut. Now I'm figuring out how to reply and send the real report and also questioning how it was sent automatically when previously I was able to even double-check everything before it can implement its actions

TL;DR: AI app mixed up a file name with my Amazon purchase and I accidentally shared my order confirmation with a client

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