I've been commuting to work with the same woman since I moved into Wisconsin thirteen years ago. Every morning we stop at the same place for coffee and gas. All of us "regulars" know each other by name and share some light conversation. Its like Floyd's barber shop, the place to get all the latest gossip. Last week when we came in for coffee the store manager, (Zack , good kid) informed us that we were the latest topic in the rumor mill.
They say its obvious we're sleeping together. We've been spotted flirting out in the parking lot. When we've driven in separate cars, I've been spotted pumping her gas for her, then spotted kissing her goodbye. And what makes it worse, they know we're each married because we both wear wedding rings.
I confess it's all true. We are both married.... To each other.... For thirty three years! What a bunch of busybodies!
When we asked Zack (who has known us for years) why he didn't tell them we were married. he said he was too busy laughing. See, this is how rumors start.
And just for the record. Yep, I'm hittin' that!