Best. Misunderstanding. Ever.

QotW #9: What is the worst or funniest misunderstanding you've experienced (IRL)?

Well, I'm the one who suggested this QotW (Vusys didn't credit me, that hoor D:<…), so I'll share the misunderstanding that I had in mind when I thought of it as a topic.

First, some background information. My dad is so homophobic that it isn't funny. He has mentioned several times, to my face, that he suspects me of being a closet lesbian, because I've never had a boyfriend (read: I've never had a boyfriend that I've told him about), because my dad is just a crazy sonofabitch. He's the kind of father that all of you guys out there dread your girlfriends introducing you to. The kind that would introduce you to "Mr. Glock" during your first visiting to the house.

So, now that we've covered that, the story begins:

It was about 2AM. I was texting my friend Darlene. It was just a few weeks after I had bought Mimi, my first ball jointed doll. I had shown Darlene a picture of Mimi in her new outfit, wig and eyes, and she had commented on how less creepy BJDs look once you actually dress them.

I was sending a reply text: "well, she's cost me over $160 so far, I guess I'm just glad she's pretty now".

Well, I never got a reply back from Darlene, so I assumed she had gone to sleep. I eventually fell asleep too, but…

I was woken up abruptly around 6AM when my dad threw open my bedroom door and started shouting.

"WHAT DOES THIS TEXT MEAN!?"

And I was like, huh? I didn't send you a text.

And then he shoved his phone in my face, and I read the text. The text that was supposed to go to Darlene: "well, she's cost me over $160 so far, I guess I'm just glad she's pretty now".

And I couldn't help it, I started laughing. "Darlene" and "Dad" are right next to each other on my contacts list, so I must have accidentally sent it to him. And the best part was that he didn't know that we were talking about my doll.

So, yea, guess what he thought the subject of that text was. It's not that hard to figure out xD

Well, I told him that the text was for someone else and that we were talking about my doll, and not…something else that he obviously thought. So he got really embarrassed and left for work, and I just couldn't stop laughing.

Best. Misunderstanding. Ever.