Beardo the Weirdo
Lets call this guy Lyle Weardsley - not his true name but close enough for anyone who may have met him feel a twinge of paranoia.
I worked with this fella for a few years and he was one of those people who everyone takes to immediately. He was always the life of the party - he always had something witty to say, an interesting story to tell, people tended to gravitate to him and initial impression was of a top fellow.

It was only after a few months that the veneer wore off - because basically Lyle was a complete liar.

He lied about absolutely everything, but he was a very skillful and accomplished liar, the first inkling that you got was when one of the "you'll never beleive what happened to me once" stories you'd told him came back respun with him as the hero/villain/victim/stud* *delete as appropriate. It wouldn't be the first time that your own history would be rewritten into his own life-come-urban-myth.

Once Lyle had been rumbled and called out, he turned into a very nasty piece of work who had you wondering if you'd find all the tyres on your motor slashed, or petrol being poured through your letter box. When called out on a lie, he'd "go Barlow" with his neck becoming a mass of stretched tendons not unlike the old crone from coronation street - He played people off against each other by using subtle but nasty lies and went apeshit when confronted about his activities.

I ended up managing this guy and it was like handling sweaty dynamite, I'm pleased to say that I moved on and eventually managed to distance myself from this crazy - I'm delighted to report that I've not seen the nutball in several years now. - He was last spotted trying to persuade a terminally ill rich girl that he was deeply in love with her and that they should get married asap....
(pistonbroke, Wed 5 Dec 2007, 19:54, 1 reply)

Eh what who???
WHO ARE YOU!!
( jim_bob can herd cats., Wed 5 Dec 2007, 20:09, closed)