My god there are some interfering wankers, aren’t there! I arrived at work, one evening, to a member of staff taking me into a side room to give me a heads up. An arsehole was spreading a rumour that I had a big party when I was off and the street was lined with cars. I had been off for two weeks, with a proper flu and was still coughing like an old smoker, when I returned to work. (I have asthma) I went to my boss and asked here if she heard the rumour. She said she hadn’t, but I still insisted that she looked at my phone, so she could read the details of my neighour’s funeral, which happened when I was off. That’s why there were cars. Honestly, some people just like shit stirring.