When I was 20 I spent 6 months in the States and for about a month stayed with my aunt (at her suggestion I might add!). She’s good fun but prone to dramatics and quite volatile. I was casually seeing a guy over there, who she met and who came round for lunch a few times. All good.
She went away for a week and said while away she didn’t want any ‘strangers’ in the house - fair enough! One of the nights the casual boyfriend popped round for dinner, all very civilised and he left about 10pm.
The day after she came home she came downstairs absolutely fuming and said her neighbour had told her I’d had a ‘party’ while she was away and that loads of randoms were coming and going into the night. Still have absolutely no idea why this woman would say such a thing, it was categorically untrue and I obviously denied it, though I said the ‘boyfriend’ had come round one night. She was having none of it, insisted I was a liar, had broken her trust/ could never forgive me and basically kicked me out on the spot.
20 years on I am still aggrieved by this minor injustice if I ever think of it 😆 - which I did this week as my aunt had a meltdown at my mum over something totally innocuous. I still wish I’d confronted the shit-stirring neighbour!
In hindsight, staying with my aunt was a recipe for disaster - she’s twice divorced and has since decreed she basically doesn’t ‘do’ cohabiting 🤣
anyone else as petty as me and still smarting from some random event back in the mists of time?!