Butter Bacon and Sex

Jeff and I were IMing this morning and it went something like this:

J-Did you get bf?

S- no, I'm starving. I need to go make my protein shake.

J-you need b b and se

S- butter bacon and sex?

J- wha?

S-that is the first thing that came into my mind

J-I'll be right home

S- lol, what did it stand for?

J-biscuits, bacon and salsa eggs

S-oh. yummy. Do you know where the honey that Tim brought me is?

J-??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

S-nevermind.

All of a sudden it dawned on me. IM's and email's master plan to slowly drive us all insane with misunderstandings so profound that they cause the best of friends to be ripped apart, marriages to fail and young children to go mad.

But somehow, we techno-junkies still latch on to the newest thing like a baby to it's mama's breast. Wow. That's a visual. That I still experience every day. Relentlessly. But that's another story...

We've all had our share of email faux paux's and IM blunders but really, shouldn't there just be blanket understanding that this is not actual conversation? Why is it so easy to be misunderstood? Back in the day all they HAD was the written word. I think that they were so careful, so exact of speech that there was little room for misunderstanding.
Though I imagine there were a few similar circumstances.

At any rate, it was a fun IM with my DH this morning.

Love u babe TTYL..b b and se when you get home. :)