There's a strange quirk in Verizon's text messaging system. When entering a recipient, if their phone number doesn't pop up with their name and you send it anyway, it may go to someone else. That someone else is often Leila.
Meet Leila Sales. She writes novels for young adults under Simon Schuster, and since the spring of 2007 she has received thousands of text messages from strangers which were intended for other Leilas. Why does this happen? Because Verizon made her firstname.lastname@example.org. She didn't ask to be, it just sort of magically happened. Whenever somebody tries to write to their friend Leila they type in her first name, and if auto-fill doesn't kick in to link up the contact, that message goes to Leila Sales. She averages about five of these texts every day. Like any creative person would do, she's started a blog highlighting her favorites and providing some commentary. It's a hilarious world of sex, drugs, affairs, and teenage drama. And they come in all sorts of flavors. We've culled a few prime examples below:
The Pretending I Don't Want To Put It In You, Leila:
"Come sleep with me please just sleeping, nothing else. I need to hold you."
The English Teacher's Nightmare:
"U an hidie have fun an sorry for all that dromma i put in your an hidies life plz tell her i said that :)guhh plzz :)"
Not surprisingly, a lot of these mistaken texts are signed "mom." I'm sure my own mom has accidentally sent stuff to email@example.com on more than one occasion. Leila has a stock "You've got the wrong Leila" message she sends back when she has time or if the text seems important, but if the texter is an a-hole (like the guy that dumped Leila above) she'll usually let them figure it out on their own. You can, and should, read her best-of at her blog The Leila Texts.
P.S. If you don't believe me and want to test it yourself so you know it actually works, you should say something obvious (and nice) like, "I like your blog." If you just text "Hey," she's not going to say anything in return. Above all, though, be respectful, and don't blow her shit up just because you're bored.
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