For all of those of us who work in the real world, I am sure at some point in your working life, you have faced the following annoyance. It’s when people you work with all go out for breaks and socialise and talk a lot of crap. The topic of conversation is usually emmm work. This is because they haven’t much else going on in their lives to talk about. If you don’t go you are seen as perhaps being anti social and a bit snooty. I am a fun person but if I don’t like you or if you wouldn’t be the type of person who I would socialise with outside of the workplace, then I wouldn’t spent my break sitting with you- I really don’t know why people can’t get their head around that. I really don’t give a f*** what people think, so I am usually one of the ones who don’t go to talk shop on my break.

I prefer to get a coffee and find somewhere nice and quiet to go, on my own and read my newspapers and I do it a lot. I suppose you all are thinking that makes me a bit of an intellectual type (lol) but I am usually reading the gutter press type ones, so it makes me a bit of a gossip whore.

Well anyway, back to the story. I was reading my tabloids last week, when I choked on my coffee. Emblazoned across the centre pages of my paper where the words “Edultery” and “Second Life”.

One of second life’s resident married couples, had found their real lives splashed across the press because of their second life romance. I have heard that this wasn’t just in the UK papers but in newspapers across the globe.

Dave Barmy and his second life wife, Modesty McDonnell had decided to get engaged in real life. On reading further through the story, it seems his real life wife didn’t really like this idea and decided to contact the worlds press-yes really, she did. She also decided to divorce him for unreasonable behaviour-as you would. I kind of thought that contacting the press of the real world, on a global scale was funny in a, at-least –its-not-me, type of way, but it was a tad OTT. I also think it is verging on being a bit bunny boiler-ish.

Having spent a lot of my second life in some sort of relationship drama, I tried to put myself in the shoes of one of these people. In the article I was reading, Modesty was portrayed as a home wrecking second life hooker, who had stolen someone’s real life husband. Dave was described as some sort of gigolo, who done this sort of thing a lot. Yet something bothered me about this whole thing. For someone to fall head over heels in love, on a screen, then their real life marriage was not a happy one and it was probably already dead. Was this whole thing a case of hell hath no fury like a woman scorned or was there only two victims in this story.

After I had read the story, I had to remember that I wasn’t reading this paper you are all reading now. I set my cup down and had a look around me, just to help me try and snap back into reality. I have spent a lot of time giggling as to how this type of story made it into the global press. Why would a newspaper want to write about second life love affairs and the question that has flooded my head the most was, How do you, as a scorned wife, get something like this,in the paper in the first place?

I went out into sl for a bit of covert work, to find out what I could about these two people. I found out that they were just two normal people and that Modesty wasn’t a hooker as some of the papers had described her. Dave is a normal guy, who isn’t some sort of Internet lothario, but most importantly both seem to be still very much a couple. I was just about to pack up my investigation when I stumbled on a very shocking piece of info that the real life tabloids didn’t print. They didn’t write that Dave Barmy’s real life wife, the one who put this in the paper, also plays second life. I will however spare her the humiliation of having her second life name plastered all over this publication.

Are you an edulter or edultress? Would your real life spouse do this to you? Will you be next week’s front page real life news?