The Man Is Racked With Guilt And Confesses To His Neighbor

Picture this: You’re sitting in your cozy living room when your phone vibrates. It’s a text from your neighbor, and boy, oh boy, it’s a doozy. Here’s how it went down:

A guy sends a text to his next-door neighbor: “Bob, I’m sorry. I’ve been riddled with guilt and I have to confess: I have been helping myself to your wife when you’re not around, probably more than you.

It’s been so incredible and fun, I’ve not been able to stop myself. Sometimes it goes on for hours and hours. I know it’s no excuse but I don’t get it at home. I can’t live with the guilt any longer. I hope you’ll accept my sincerest apology. It won’t happen again.”

Hold up! Pause. Let that sink in for a moment. Imagine the sheer, unadulterated rage boiling up inside poor Bob. With steam nearly shooting out of his ears, he storms into the bedroom, ready to unleash a barrage of insults and accusations at his unsuspecting wife. It’s the kind of scenario you couldn’t make up if you tried.

Mere moments later, our guilt-ridden neighbor sends another text: “Bloomin’ auto-correct. I meant to say ‘wifi’.”

And just like that, the comedy of errors concludes. Bob is left with his jaw hanging open, his wife staring at him with a mix of confusion and fury, and our hapless neighbor likely cursing his phone’s auto-correct feature. What’s the moral of the story? Always double-check your texts, folks. Auto-correct may just start World War III in your neighborhood.