The “I wonder what happened” crowd. You know the ones.
A few weeks ago a friend of mine was in a car accident. It was her car. Her boyfriend (a colleague of hers) was killed in the accident- she remains sedated in ICU in critical condition. No one knows exactly what happened and most don’t even know where it happened. But that didn’t stop endless speculation taking place around the proverbial water cooler for more than a week after the accident. All about the fact that she and this guy were together and did anyone know they were seeing each other, how they’d been seen drinking in the company pub earlier on the evening of the accident, assumptions and gossip around their relationship, conjecture on the nature of her injuries and whether or not she’d recover. You could even hear groups of people talking in offices as you walked around the building- and no one had the same story. I felt like yelling at them all to shut the fork up because they didn’t know the whole story and who did they think they were to talk like they were!
It made me very heart sore, because I know her, and because I consider her a friend a good friend of mine… and at the same time I felt incredibly guilty because I have probably done the same thing!
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.