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Six Sentence Story: Check


I'm joining in again with Six Sentence Stories this week.  I've told this story before, but in different sentences.  It was the first thing I thought of when I saw the prompt:  Check.

"Could you please look in my home e-mail inbox, and forward the new job offer to me?" 

Momentarily forgetting I was signed into John's account, I quickly found the much-anticipated e-mail and forwarded it to my husband.

The computer screen announced, "E-mail sent to John ________."

Heart pounding, tears flowing, I dialed my husband. 

"I did something really bad; I accidentally forwarded your job offer to John _________." 

The epitome of calm, John responded, "Oh, you sent it to my boss," as I vowed that in the future I would always double-check before hitting send.  

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Thanks for a very forgiving husband. 

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  1. Still made me panic. But it turned out all right, didn't it?

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  2. I totally remembered when this happened! It still makes me giggle... is that wrong? snork!

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  3. Well, thankful for a good outcome. And maybe your husband's boss needed to see that offer to appreciate him more.

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  4. Life cannot be lived without a few mistakes. Thank heavens in this case it turned out OK.

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  5. Oh dear, what a heart-stopping event, and I doubt that the is any of us who haven't miss-sent emails in the past with some interesting and sometimes awful results. You husband is indeed a treasure if he reacted calmly to such news, it shows how much he loves you and that he knows you would never intend such a thing to happen. Great 6SS, Kristi!

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  6. That is a big OOOPS! But it makes for a great story, with a happy ending.

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  7. AIIIIEEEEE I felt the panic there! Thank goodness for John being so understanding.

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