Messing with people's heads
Theophilous Thunderwulf says: What have you done to fuck with people? Was it a long, carefully planned piece of psychological warfare, or do you favour quick, off-the-cuff comments that confuse the terminally gullible? Have you been dicked with, and only realised many years later? Are you being dicked right now? Tell us everything.
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 11:25)
Theophilous Thunderwulf says: What have you done to fuck with people? Was it a long, carefully planned piece of psychological warfare, or do you favour quick, off-the-cuff comments that confuse the terminally gullible? Have you been dicked with, and only realised many years later? Are you being dicked right now? Tell us everything.
( , Thu 12 Jan 2012, 11:25)
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Waaaaay beyond gullible.......
At work a few years ago a new guy started- an incredibly shy Indian fellow named Jaiz who never said anything to anyone, but rather smiled and chuckled away at whatever anyone else had said.
Anoother coworker('W') was, and I suspect still is, a gullible moron. The character traits described allowed us to create a rich backstory for the former that the latter would swallow up as if God had dictated it to him himself.
Jaiz wasn't an Indian scientist over here for a year while he worked on some thesis, no. He actually came from Gateshead and had bred lurchers in his spare time. He boxed as a youth and had come down south following an 'incident' with some gangsters that ended with one of them being killed and the other one being confined to a wheelchair. The heat was on Jaiz (not his real name, apparently) and he'd come down here as part of a witness protection scheme. We had found this out after we found him pissed in a pub one night and he'd had 17 pints of Guinness. He was married to 'The lovely Sandra' who was a ring girl at one of his fights. Oh, and he was an accomplished downhill skier too.
It got to the point where Jaiz would get a Christmas card made out to 'J and Sandra' and would be greeted with 'Wai-ai man!' every morning.
Length? I wish it had gone on for longer but Jaiz had to go back home. (India, not Gateshead!) At his leaving do we got a confession out him him that he thought W was either stupid or insane and to be careful around him.
( , Sat 14 Jan 2012, 20:57, 1 reply)
At work a few years ago a new guy started- an incredibly shy Indian fellow named Jaiz who never said anything to anyone, but rather smiled and chuckled away at whatever anyone else had said.
Anoother coworker('W') was, and I suspect still is, a gullible moron. The character traits described allowed us to create a rich backstory for the former that the latter would swallow up as if God had dictated it to him himself.
Jaiz wasn't an Indian scientist over here for a year while he worked on some thesis, no. He actually came from Gateshead and had bred lurchers in his spare time. He boxed as a youth and had come down south following an 'incident' with some gangsters that ended with one of them being killed and the other one being confined to a wheelchair. The heat was on Jaiz (not his real name, apparently) and he'd come down here as part of a witness protection scheme. We had found this out after we found him pissed in a pub one night and he'd had 17 pints of Guinness. He was married to 'The lovely Sandra' who was a ring girl at one of his fights. Oh, and he was an accomplished downhill skier too.
It got to the point where Jaiz would get a Christmas card made out to 'J and Sandra' and would be greeted with 'Wai-ai man!' every morning.
Length? I wish it had gone on for longer but Jaiz had to go back home. (India, not Gateshead!) At his leaving do we got a confession out him him that he thought W was either stupid or insane and to be careful around him.
( , Sat 14 Jan 2012, 20:57, 1 reply)
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