I inadvertently sent Duzzy into a panic last night with a simple text.

What did it say?

'I have a confession to make.'

I swear, it was totally innocent though! See for yourself:

Laurie Cataldo

I honestly didn't intend to freak him out...I just felt the need to rid my soul of the horrifying fact that I had just polished off half a sleeve (okay, fine, it was a full sleeve) of Thin Mint cookies.

(I know, I know, shame on me. Whatever, it happens.)

Looking at it now, I realize that if he had sent me the same message I would have immediately thought the worst. My bad!

Moral of the story: Girl Scout cookies are the Devil's work (kidding!), and I'm definitely NOT winning The Biggest Loser competition here at the office this week.

Has a text ever (almost) gotten you in trouble? Tell us about it in the comment section below!