Email mess-ups are the best. You have a paper trail and hard evidence to boot...
One of my clients sent me an image the other day. I wrote back and told her I couldn’t use it; that I needed a jpg file for our purposes. Please send me a new file.
Clearly she had to ask someone else at her company for the image, because I got an email from one of her colleagues with the new file.
I scrolled down his email (quite frankly, because I’m nosy) and saw what she had written to him:
“Looks like the Pope lost his hat.”
This is how she had introduced my email, which she had forwarded to her art director.
I had never heard that phrase, but it didn’t take me too long to figure out it’s meaning. The pope’s hat looks like a dunce cap! She was calling me a dunce!
Oh how I wanted to write her back and let her know that it was actually her fault, not mine. Or, at least question her as to the appropriateness of her email? You know—patronize her a little bit:
“Now, Lisa (or, whatever her name was), do you really think this is necessary? And by the way, you’re an idiot. Have a nice day.”
I told a girl at my office about it and she told me about a time when she wrote to her client, calling said client a “fucking bitch.” She actually meant to say this to one of our colleagues, to whom she had intended on forwarding the message. Clearly she had pressed “Reply” in "Forward's" place.
I can agree with that though. There’s a huge difference between being a bitch and a dunce. If someone called me a bitch, I’d totally understand. But a dunce? Sorry, no cigar, honey.