This past weekend, I was texting back and forth with Jen of Jen e Sais Quoi . . . as we do. And then on Saturday night, around 10:30, after a few hours of conversing, she sent me a message saying that she was sorry but she had to go, as a friend of hers was having a mini-emergency and she needed to do the friend thing. I told her it was no problem, and to go do her thing, and that I would talk to her later.
The next morning, I awoke to find one final message that Jen had sent me at 11:50 pm (or so I thought), while I was already in bed. Thus followed this conversation:
“Jen”: Umm, I’m so totally sorry that my cycle points south.
Me: ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
Was that meant for me??? Because either you are getting into biking or talking about menstruation. Either way, I’m confused!
Me: What does “my cycle points south” mean? Were you loopy on OTC Ambien when you wrote that, or was that for Jess?
Jen: LOL. I never sent that. Don’t know who’s texting about their period but it wasn’t me. Last thing I texted you was “good night.”
Me: It’s in your thread as if from you. That is super weird!
Jen: Bizarre, it’s not in my thread.
I then copied the bizarre message and sent it to her . . .
Me: I saw that this morning and had to wait hours to see what you meant (she is three hours behind me). Maybe I’m being hacked or something. Spammers in text? Strange.
Jen: Weird! I’m neither on the rag nor do I own a bike, soooo . . . it ain’t me!
Me: It was such a bizarre, apropos of nothing, type statement. I was truly perplexed about what you were trying to tell me. Like, is that some sort of code? Should I reply with: I regret to inform you that the eagle flies at night? I’d be such a bad spy!!
Jen: The fat man walks alone. I repeat: the fat man walks alone. This message will self-destruct in 3 seconds . . .
Yeah, so as fun as that was . . . I still have no idea how I got a message “from” Jen that she didn’t send. Especially one that was so weird and cryptic. Do you think I missed my chance to be a spy? Maybe I should have been all: Evasive Maneuver . . . Duck and Cover . . . Judo CHOP!
Has this ever happened to you? Any idea where it came from or what it’s about? Did YOU try to send me a secret spy message? If so, sorry . . . I’m just not that bright. Maybe next time hire a skywriting plane. I might have a chance to catch on to that one!