Got Muscles?

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welcome to the gun show
Mark is a total gym rat. It is his addiction. I like wine, he likes muscles. Different strokes for different folks...
I was away on holiday with the kids, so he would occasionally text me photos of his day. One day he was extra stoked about his gym visit, and he texted me a photo of himself...and his guns. Nothing scandalous...but my husband shirtless and flexing ...in the mirror.
Here's our conversation:


Mark: Just so you know, I sent this to my colleague at the office before I sent it to you...ugh.
Me: Did he tell your muscles are hot?
Mark: Ugh!!! I'm on my way to the office now...
Me: Well...have an awesome day, Hercules. 
Mark: You suck. 


Moral:
Accidental texting makes for a totally awkward day at work.

Comments

Kekepania said…
UGH! Have texted just messages to wrong people before and thought afterwards, WHY? didn't you just look before you hit send! lol!Thankfully I used restraint as it once was a heated text to the hubby...and NOT heated in a good way ;)
9/12/2011
Jenn said…
LOL!! I've done it too...;)
10/03/2011
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