Digital Blunders 2: "Duck sounds a bit like..."

Since asking you to send in your Digital Blunders, silicon.com has received dozens of tales of email woe. And keep them coming. If you've hit reply when you meant to hit forward, or if you've wrongly addressed an email and landed yourself in hot water, then we want to hear from you.

To give you an idea of what we are after, here are just three of the better tales to reach us this past week - though many more will feature when we kick off our Digital Blunders channel next week.

So far our favourite is this first one from a silicon.com reader across the channel - proof that sometimes you can't beat a good old typo:

How canard can it be to type properly? Marti Demetrion writes: "A friend of ours who lives in the US is very fond of eating duck, which she has trouble finding in restaurants and grocery stores there. So when she visits us in Paris, she makes a point of eating it often and in several different formats (confit de canard, magret, etc.)

"Just before one visit she emailed us to say that she was looking forward to "consuming as much dick as humanly possible" - the 'i' being right next to the 'u' on the keyboard."

Bob the Bastard "A colleague of mine moved to a new position to find she didn't get on too well with her new supervisor, Bob. In fact, she grew to loathe the man so much that, when prompted to change her password, she changed it to "BobTheBastard". This gave her a modicum of satisfaction every morning when she logged on.

That is until she went sick and got a phone call from Bob. There had been an urgent assignment at work and the solutions were all to be found on a file on her personal drive. The phone call began with "Hi, we need to access your personal drive urgently. Now, what's your password?"

Flirting with the boss... oh no... "I started a new job a week ago and went to an office in a different country in the first week and fell head over heels for someone. I got back to the office and was emailing them every 10 seconds - mostly smutty innuendo. Sadly my new boss shares the same name and I wrote to her by mistake.

"Now my boss says I owe her a lifetime of beer to forget but she added that she was pleased to see I had made good friends already!"

Keep them coming - we want to hear your worst confessions - and we'll even keep your name out of it if it's too shocking or likely to get you dumped/divorced/sacked or shot. Email editorial@silicon.com and get it off your chest.