Sometimes even innocent things can cause problems, we recently had an event at work where another company's filter sequestered and did not deliver our document because it had, shall we say, questionable language. What was so racy you ask?
pussy willows
I know shocking! Cover your eyes!! Run for the hills and far away from those terrible filthy plants!
:)
Now this little incident reminded me of something that happened to me in the early days of my marriage...you know that time - when all you can think of is each other and being together, you call - you write - send up smoke signals.
Well my husband (now ex-husband...that is another story for when we know each other better) and I were completely and absolutely disgustingly in love. It was fabulous!!! We were nauseating (I say with a warm smile), it was so bad we had people, in a bar, that we didn't know throw ice on us and tell us to 'get a room', we ordered a four course meal at a fancy restaurant and sat across from each other holding hands, talking, and kissing so much - we didn't even eat it. Yes, we were that couple.
So...that was a fun trip down amnesia lane - back to my story (thank goodness - right?!)
This was back before I really considered that email wasn't private... and we would write to each other several (hundred) times a day. Just quick notes mostly - with cute / adorable nicknames or references to things we had done the day (night) before...I did mention that we were nauseating...oh good. Then about 2 weeks into our adventures in emailing, my husband phoned me at work, he needed to talk to me urgently. So I stepped outside to call.
He explained to me that we needed to cease and desist on the email exchanges immediately as he was being investigated by the government! What!!
Apparently our emails had triggered the NNSA because we had been using names and codes in such a way that they were investigating him for espionage and terrorist activities and they confiscated his computer! YIKES!!
Two days later, the security team brought it back - smirking. They had, to my humor and embarrassment, read all of the emails between he and I (poor them!!!). Some were innocent, some...not so much, oh my!!! So after the security team got done laughing at us because we were so goofy in love and it was completely obvious that the worst we were doing was writing bad poetry, they did tell him no more emails from work.
Thank goodness for texting!!
:)
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