I got on the phone with Eric after getting back to my compound and I was struggling with my umbrella and juggling that, my gym bag, and my cell phone all at once.

So, the umbrella was acting up, wouldn't stay open and I told Eric about it.   Being the hero-type, he said, "do you want me to send you one?"  I said nah, I don't need another one, I thought this one would be okay.   Thinking of my pink flowered umbrella, I asked if he could send that one and he said, "no, I only see two, a white one and a cream one."

White and cream?  What the heck was he talking about?  I don't remember ever buying a white or cream umbrella. I shrugged it off and reassured him that the one I have is okay.

Later, we were chatting online and he asked if I'd fixed my bra strap.  I sent him a message to the effect of "I have no idea what you're talking about".  But then I thought about it.  White and cream.  He thought I was  talking about bras. 

Even with all the communication tools in the world, sometimes things just don't get across.