Lucy Lake
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Hello Forum Friends!
Lucy here, with a real doozy.
Upon my arrival home to NSW from three weeks away, I set about cleaning my house. My beloved friend, a WL, came around to see me. She told me she had been working privately and had stashed her hooker bag in my laundry (which has an outdoor entrance). I took it out for her and as we talked, the bag started to ring.
I said to her, did you forget to turn your phone off???
We looked at each other with pained expressions and continued on our merry way. When my neighbor arrived home from work in the evening, she knocked on my back door and proceeded to tell me how she found a bag with condoms, lube, a phone and a receipt for a hotel (with my friends name and address on it). I feigned ignorance and had a bit of a chuckle. She said her and her mother had gone through the bag after hearing it ring ALL WEEKEND.
Then she said, "I called the real estate" and I asked her why, my heart sank as I realised we not only have the same real estate but also the same real estate agent. I said perhaps it was a friend of the girl who used to live here.
Needless to say, I was mortified and told her about how the girl who used to live here had her washing machine stolen from the same laundry, and that calling the real estate was a good idea, as the laundry door clearly needed a lock on it. She said "i'm going to call the real estate again". At this time my phone rang and I excused myself to answer it.
I live in a one horse town (although it does protest and call itself a city) and the people here are extremely narrow minded, nosey and tend to gossip. Any advice on coping with the potential fallout of this situation would be greatly appreciated!!!!!!!
Lucy here, with a real doozy.
Upon my arrival home to NSW from three weeks away, I set about cleaning my house. My beloved friend, a WL, came around to see me. She told me she had been working privately and had stashed her hooker bag in my laundry (which has an outdoor entrance). I took it out for her and as we talked, the bag started to ring.
I said to her, did you forget to turn your phone off???
We looked at each other with pained expressions and continued on our merry way. When my neighbor arrived home from work in the evening, she knocked on my back door and proceeded to tell me how she found a bag with condoms, lube, a phone and a receipt for a hotel (with my friends name and address on it). I feigned ignorance and had a bit of a chuckle. She said her and her mother had gone through the bag after hearing it ring ALL WEEKEND.
Then she said, "I called the real estate" and I asked her why, my heart sank as I realised we not only have the same real estate but also the same real estate agent. I said perhaps it was a friend of the girl who used to live here.
Needless to say, I was mortified and told her about how the girl who used to live here had her washing machine stolen from the same laundry, and that calling the real estate was a good idea, as the laundry door clearly needed a lock on it. She said "i'm going to call the real estate again". At this time my phone rang and I excused myself to answer it.
I live in a one horse town (although it does protest and call itself a city) and the people here are extremely narrow minded, nosey and tend to gossip. Any advice on coping with the potential fallout of this situation would be greatly appreciated!!!!!!!