Why do things like this have to happen to me?!
Background info. We can’t find good hay. What we have now, which we purchased from…Bob, is hay bales full of stalks, stems, sticks, and briars. This will not do for our Alpacas. Alpacas don’t even have top teeth. How can they eat a stick? So we stopped buying our hay from Bob, even though he is an acquaintance of ours and also of my parents. I decided to reach out to Craigslist and find other hay vendors that we could possibly purchase from.
I found one that sounded promising so I contacted the seller and explained our issues of the bad hay we had bought elsewhere, going into detail about just how bad it was. I wanted the seller to have a clear expectation of what we were looking to find.
A few hours later I received a response from my inquiry.
What are the chances of that happening? I’ll tell you the chances: 100%, if it involves me!
This is a screen shot from the actual e-mail. (If you click the image it opens up to a larger version where you can read the print.)
Story of my life.
So I thought of some ways to smooth this over:
I’m sorry but you must be mistaken. I have never purchased hay from you. Debbie McCormick is a pretty common name so that must be the reason you assumed I was that other person. We will not be needing hay after all but I appreciate you taking the time to respond.
Hey!!! hahahahaha I had no idea this was you!! How have you been?? And nooooo, this hay was NOT purchased from you. This was some we bought just last week on a whim from a guy that needed some extra cash and we were trying to help him out. haha. ha.
Sorry you thought I was referring to you! That’s silly!
Take care and we will be in touch soon!
Crazy kids! I’m so sorry about that. They are always pulling pranks like this! hahahaha. Tell your family hi, and we will call soon with our next order!
I don’t know… this is just the type of things that always happen to me. Cringe worthy things.
Things that happen that make me sit here, close my eyes, and just shake my head knowing there is nothing at all that will make this go away.
Make me feel better – tell me something that has happened to you that was mortifying. Misery loves company, right?