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I’ve Arrived and Checked In

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May 19, 2008
I’ve Arrived and Checked In

A story of an email gone wrong, contributed by John Beahan, which I received from a friend a few days ago.
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I’ve Arrived and Checked In

A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier.

Because of hectic schedules, the husband left Minnesota and flew to Florida on Thursday, with his wife flying down the following day.

The husband checked into the hotel. The was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an email to his wife.

However. he accidentally left out one letter in her email address, and, without realising his error, sent the email.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home from her husband’s funeral.

He was a minister who had a heart attack and died. The widow decided to check her email, expecting messages from relatives and friends.

After reading the first message, she screamed and fainted. The widow’s son rushed into the room and saw the computer screen which read:

To: My Loving Wife
Subject: I’ve Arrived
Date: October 16, 2004

I know you’re surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now and you are allowed to send emails to your loved ones. I’ve just arrived and have been checked in. I see that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow.

Looking forward to seeing you then! Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.

P.S. Sure is freaking hot down here!

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Photo credit: Peter Thomas

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2 thoughts on “I’ve Arrived and Checked In”

  2. Symphony of Love Post author

    Yes Sher, too much tragic stories in the news and net almost everyday. There is a need for balance. Then again, I was thinking if this should be taken as a joke or as a serious matter? I leave it to the readers to decide. It is kind of creepy to read if you were the person involved 🙂