Gemotions

The boardroom meeting had gone swimmingly. Sarah’s presentation was a roaring success, every point landing perfectly. She’d charmed the executives, and the project was greenlit. She felt like she could fly. She practically skipped out of the building and pulled out her phone, eager to boast to her mother. "Nailed it! Champagne and celebrations are in order! 🍾" she typed with a flourish.

Her phone immediately chimed back: "Champagne? The plumbing in the basement needs to be fixed today. I have a plumber coming. Please answer your calls." Sarah's smile faltered. It was clearly not her mother's number. She'd clearly sent the message to the wrong person.