It's quite amusing really. They just don't know how to approach me. They are very awkward. So I just smile cheerfully and say hello. Apparently there was no announcement whatsoever that I left the company. But it seems like there a few rumours going around about me.
This reminds me of when I left BHP Steel when I was an engineering cadet. I was living in Melbourne at the time, and moved to Brisbane to be with my then boyfriend. Anyway, some years later I found out someone thought I had left to go to the Gold Coast to pay back some drug dealers for my cocaine habit. Brilliant...if only I'd got paid the kind of money to be able to pay for it.
But now that I live in London, I see it's very easy to come by. And at a party in East London, I found out why the Oyster Card has more uses than travelling on public transport:
