Constant Supervision Required to Preserve any Remaining Shreds of Dignity

So....ahhhhh, guess what? I made a fool of myself, AGAIN. I need to hire this personal assistant soon, so that I can have some constant supervision. What happened is that my pal, Jessica, a spaz of the highest order, called & left me a voicemail message to let me know she got engaged last night. Wow, that's sweet! So, I blip down to Jessica's name on my cell phone address book and call her back. The voice mail picked up, so I proceeded to leave a long, spazzy, rambling message congratulating her on her engagement and calling her names that in some circles would be considered offensive or at best impolite. For those of you who know Jessica, you realize how appropriate such a message would be. EXCEPT, after I hung up, I realized that I had left messages for Jessica in the past, and her greeting didn't sound just like that. So I called her back. She picked up right away and I asked if she got a message from me. She didn't know what I was talking about. Uhhhhhh....there are two Jessicas in my address book, and I had called the wrong one! I had called the girlfriend of one of my friends, a sweet Jessica who I would never dream of calling the names that I called the other Jessica, who is not a spaz at all, and who doesn't deserve to have to sit through such a long rambling spazzy offensive/impolite message such as the one I had left, AND since I began the message with the words "You're getting MARRIED!" I was particularly concerned because this Jessica and her boyfriend (my friend) had a bit of a debacle in the past involving a broken engagement.

Jeeeeeeeeeeeeze.

I called the wrong Jessica back and left a message explaining the situation. I called her boyfriend to put in a request for some damage control. I called the right Jessica back to offer my congratulations. Then I had lunch with Summra and she was not at all surprised to hear about what had occurred.