It was late. I was tired. Mike was doing a show and so I sent him the following message
Going to bed now, goodnight sweetie. Please check your DMs and contact Barry. Also, I sorted and stapled the receipts. Come to bed soon. <3
Imagine my surprise when a moment later he responded… I was sure he was much too busy recording Crazy Talk and was baffled at the quick response. I was even more perplexed by the words that were on my chat screen
Wrong sweetie, tired girl
Immediately my face grew hot. I know if I’d had a mirror to look into my cheeks would have been blushed the color of my red swingline stapler (of course I have the red one… don’t you).
Sigh.
I would forgive myself more easily if I wasn’t also guilty of texting the wrong phone number from time to time and dialing the wrong person, even from my favorites list.
And also… accidentally direct messaging people when I mean to send out normal messages. And replying to the wrong people on twitter. And generally not having any idea who I’m talking to at any given time.
This is why you should always follow the old wisdom of, If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.
I should pay particularly close attention to that because I never really know who I’m talking to…
CamiKaos 
Haha! Nice!
I have Twitter configured to send me a text message for updates from two or three close friends. If I’m not paying attention, the iPhone’s text app makes it difficult to differentiate between a text message from the person and a text message from Twitter on behalf of the person. Sometimes I respond to Twitter, which broadcasts a response that may or may not have been private to the world at large. I can delete it from Twitter fairly easily, but then have to remember to also delete it from the mirrors at FriendFeed and Facebook.
So… uhhh… yeay for messaging technology!… or something.
I would think the saying, in your case, should say, “If you don’t know who you are talking to, don’t say anything at all.”
I myself have a habit of texting the wrong people as well. So I simply need to make sure I double check the message before it gets sent out.
There will come a day, though, when we send something of questionable morality (which I tend to do when I feel like bugging the wife while she is working) and its going to go to the wrong person.
Thats going to suck.
So you don’t really want me to come snuggle with you?
Damn.
Clearly you were exhausted!
:P
So did you find out who you had accidentally texted, or did you just not care at that point? ;-)