Also of relevance is that at my family reunion a couple of weeks ago, we had a jello shot context.
In my dream, I realized that I should delete her number from the contact list in my phone. I went to do that and somehow accidentally sent her a text I had sent to my daughter about her rocking out that jello shot.
My would be concert going partner was all "WTF? I don't even like jello shots. Did you send this to the right person? What about this 'amazing woman' you found? Are you playing around behind her back?"
And then my phone started sending her a torrent of random sentences liberally punctuated with sex acts and images for various "adult" products. My phone had been infected with malware.
I kept trying to text a message to apologize but every time I did my phone would turn the message into an obscene and aggressive come on.
I pulled up the web browser to look for how to remove malware from an iPhone and my phone started spewing the same garbage into the search bar.
I shut down the messaging app and the browser and wondered how I was going to fix it.
And I felt bad about having probably wrecked that poor woman's morning.
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