Forgotten Salad, Take Two

I neglected to relay the best part of the Great Salami Text Incident (see #5).

First, a little background to put this thing into context:  (Not that you asked, but that's okay; I'm used to talking to myself.  I'm not bitter.)  There's this really cool iPhone app called Glympse that allows you to share your live location with anyone you choose, for a given amount of time.  One of the options when you send the Glympse is to attach one of several pre-written messages. I thought it would be fun to share a recent road trip with Brady (that's "first love" from previous post), and hoped he'd do the same on his outrageous 3,300 mile commute. Nothing quite compares to legally stalking an ex-boyfriend.

So, as I mentioned before, it's as if no time whatsoever has passed since we last saw each other.  Our sophomoric humor and love for gadgets knows not the bounds of time. He jumped all over the opportunity to download a new app, and planned a creative, if not romantic use for it.  On the second layover of his trip, he prepared and sent a Glympse, which included the canned message:  "I forgot the salad, but I am bringing the salami." Subtle, right?

The thing is, I didn't receive that Glympse.  Instead, I received a phone call from an airport in the Midwest and all I heard when I picked up was uncontrollable giggling. Turns out that in his haste to hit "send", he pulled up the name in his address book that was closest to mine alphabetically.  Male name.  I'm guessing Del had a giggle of his own.  Or else he blocked Brady on his phone.Fortunately for me and my reader(s?), he managed to send the message to me on his second try. 

If you think that story is hilarious (and really, who wouldn't), remind me to tell you about the Not Quite as Funny, but Pretty Cute Emoji HD App Incident.