Me at the airport – My Parents at my house
Me: Mom, I need you to forward an email to my gmail account so I can send the information to the softball coach
Her: Okay let me look
Me: It’s the last one, the subject is “Info”
Her: Yes I see it
Me: Okay forward it to my gmail.
Her: Hold on I’ll make your Dad do it.
Me: Dad, I need you to forward the email that the subject is “Info” to my gmail account.
Me: On the kitchen computer.
Him: Oh, okay. Forward it where?
Me: To my gmail account.. email@example.com
Him: Okay, what is it?
Him: Hold on your mother is typing
Him: There’s no U
Him: Your mother’s making typos
Him: Okay she sent it.
Me: Okay fine….
… Jeopardy music as I wait at the airport…. nothing. I make my phone check the house email (which clearly for some reason was missing the email in question)… and get a bounce notification.
Me: Mom – You mispelled my name!
Her: Oh I always do that
Me: You’re my mother! You decided how to spell it!!!!!
Her: Yeah well