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anthrosub -> RE: Top Ten Troll messages (6/26/2004 12:32:02 PM)
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This is somewhat off topic but everything i've read has reminded me of it; i simply must speak of it here as it seems relevant. Years ago, i worked for a family owned business and had been there for a couple years when the president hired a new supervisor who would be my direct boss.
This guy turned out to be EXTREMELY insecure and a bonofide compulsive liar. Within a few weeks, the people i was supervising and myself began going to the president and other department heads with issues about this guy...his name was "Norman." Well, unfortunately they took this to be the usual grumblings employees can have with their supervisors. But eventually they caught on.
After about two years, the president decided to open a co-op store across the parking lot from the main business and put him in charge. What became Norman's undoing was the fact that the warehouse was located in the main building, so customers had to come over to pick up their purchases. i happened to be in the warehouse one morning when a customer came by to pick up a huge order. While his truck was being loaded, he turned to me and said he was confused. He asked me why we were storing the goods for a business that was our competition. i said, "But we own that store." To this he told me the guy working there said it was his own business, got mad that he'd been lied to, and canceled the order. Consequently, Norman was fired.
During the two years Norman worked for the company, little by little, people began to get a picture of what he was all about. Anyone who engaged him in conversation suddenly found themselves in competition of one-upmanship. For example, a salesman commented that over the weekend he had hosted a nice seafood barbecue. Norman came back with how he was a gourmet cook and certified scube diver and had gone diving off the Florida Keys with Marlon Brando for exotic shellfish for a special feast.
i was outside with him one day, when an Air Force fighter/bomber flew over at which point he said, "Beautiful aren't they? I used to fly one."
Norman's other "skills" and experiences included:
Owner of a nation-wide trucking company
Concert pianist
Professional gardener
Ramrod for a major construction company in Chicago
A couple weeks after he was fired, a trucker asked what happened to Norman. We told him he no longer worked for the company. To that he said, he must of taken the position as manager of the "Wentworth by the Sea" (a historic resort where the Japanese/Russian treaty was signed after WW1).
A few months after that, one of my sisters got a job at the Wentworth and started telling me about this bartender there who said he knew how to make just about any drink invented but seemed to have trouble making a simple screwdriver. Then she told me he was offering to give piano lessons to the waitresses. Something clicked and i asked if his name was Norman. Surprised, she said, "Yes...how did you guess?"
Finally, about a year later i was in traffic held up by road construction and as i was passing the roadwork, i noticed the traffic cop was none other then....Norman!
Anyway, i wrote all this because i think some may get a kick out of it but also because i'm sure there are some pretty flakey people out there that we all need to be careful of. Dominant or submissive, people can come on here driven by forces that have nothing to do with BDSM.
anthrosub
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