Cacti cookies, anyone?

I knew the day was going to be a fun one when I had a customer this morning ask for an orchestration to go along with his Avocado (instead of Octavo.) (You see where one could get confused) (An octavo is just a fancy name for a single piece of music, FYI).

And then...

If you can't laugh at yourself, well then, you just shouldn't laugh at others.

I sent out an email to my entire Singles class this morning asking them to sign up to bring Deserts on Saturday, not once, not twice, but 3 times (a lady) in the email- and then in the subject line! (So even the losers who deleted the email without even reading it would have seen my mistake in the title!) This is the kind of thing that I would laugh at mercilessly and forward to all my grammatically-obsessed friends (read: Mark, Ari, Em, MA, & Joel to name a few). "Can you believe that idiot asked me to bring a Desert?" I would write to them incredulously. "ha ha! Which one should I sign up for? The Sahara or the Gobi?"

What's worse is that I didn't realize my horrible error until one well-meaning (and probably smirking) soul sent me a reply that said simply, "I think you mean desserts."

I sat there with a sinking feeling in my stomach. What should I do? I could ignore my error and rest in the fact that most people wouldn't realize my mistake and pretend it never happened. But I just couldn't stand the thought that there would be that select few that would notice, and smirk, and would think me dumb or uneducated.

"Don't people proofread their emails before sending them out to a mass of people??!!" This is what my thought process would be, were I to read an email such as mine.

No. I could not ignore the ordeal. I had to face it head on. So I responded appropriately with wit and sarcasm. Email title: Correction, desserts needed. "Ha ha, can you tell I'm tired and preoccupied this morning? Of Course I do not want sand and cacti brought on Saturday, nor do we want mirages of desserts- just the real deal please." That is not an exact quote, but it was something to that effect.

I hope you all will not dessert me as a friend due to my stupidity, or force me to remain with my head buried in the sand. Please just laugh and point along with me, and then let's just put this whole ordeal behind us, like trails in the sand.