Compulsive liars and bullE36 M3ters... WTF

In reply to Bobzilla:

and this is why people think you're kind of an shiny happy person.

Lets just leave personal politics out of this, shall we?

One at every job ive worked, an overweight female weight lifter who benched 350 but broke het wrist moving a goldwing at work, a part timer here that pulls semis backwards with his stock s10.

Kid in highschool who no matter what you drove or have done with your car he always had a car one better. I have a low tolerance for it. I lost my first adult job for failing to control myself around a person like this.

I have heard of a filthy rich, highly awarded interior designer who's like this...a guy who hired her said "If you started to talk about sailing, she'd tell you about her time as an admiral in the British Navy."

I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah."

mad_machine wrote: sadly, I have a niece who is a compulsive liar. It almost got her in trouble with the police at age 15 when she almost accused some innocent kid of attempted rape. We have tried with her, done everything to get her into therapy and the like.. and I would still not trust her to tell me the sky is blue. She lies about -everything-

Sadly, that's spot on for my experience, but in my case my 49 year old half brother. Pretty much comes down to mental illness, he's a recovering coke addict that still can't beat the bottle, been fired from every job he's had including a couple I got him working for former business partners and their contractors. He's stolen from pretty much all of us at one time or another to support his habits, including breaking into my storage unit once and cleaning out a bunch of my power tools. I had to go to a pawn shop once to buy back some jewelry he stole from my mom, including my late grandfather's wedding ring. He used to have it somewhat together, but now it's like all his wires got plugged back in all wrong and half of them shorted out. Not only will he lie about anything, but about things that don't make any sense. Like you said, he'd lie about the color of the sky, and for no reason at all.... just like he has to.

sad. All I can do when I'm around him is just nod my head, bite my tongue, and hope for restraint.

I had a brother-in-law that used to be like that. When he started dating my SIL, he was driving an old POS Mustang that he claimed was a Shelby. It top that off, he said it had Maserati seats in it.

He later claimed to have invented a perpetual motion machine using a water wheel with 55 gallon drums that would pour into each other.

He claimed to have been offered a football scholarship to Penn State by Joe Paterno.

This guy was a carny that worked at the Myrtle Beach pavilion. He used to claim his grandfather helped Boroughs and Chapin develop Myrtle Beach. Turned out gramps did own some property there and some were the old motels.

When his mom died, she let him a nice little nest egg that will soon be gone.

There was a dude years ago at the last job who couldn't not lie. It didn't matter what about. He was the best musician in the world and recorded on every song on the radio, was an expert in every scientific arena and was constantly being asked for help by such people as Hawking and others (who were already dead)

One day he claimed to be the best pizza maker in the world and said he would bring some in for his shift mates. Half hour later he shows up with a dominos box and offers everyone a slice of his "homemade" excellence. When questioned about the box he said he buys them empty because they are handy to use to transport his own pizzas. when questioned about the delivery address and time written on the side he said he had made multiples on his break and took one to his girlfriends work, and didn't want to confuse the two.

It really is hard to wrap ones head around mental illness of that type and magnitude. People couldn't accept that he probably couldn't help it. They just saw a liar and gave him a colossal amount of E36 M3 for it. He only lasted a few months before quitting due to the constant pressure of his co-workers. This was like 12 years ago, I don't even remember his name.

Sometimes I wonder if he ever got any help. I feel like constantly lying in that level would make it impossible to admit there was any problem at all, thus he would never have approached anyone who could have.

Place I'm at now could be the retirement job. After the two old timers retire I could be stuck working at least five years w/ the liar, not looking forward to that.

It's more than lies w/ this guy, there's some sort of egomania goin' on as if he's trying to create himself as a legend. Work, wages, net worth, vehicles, bikes, travel, family, houses etc. he btdt to the nth degree. He's gotta be top dog/ center of attention in everything. Besides admonishing himself he has a way of putting others down (all to raise his stature) and turns almost everything around into patting himself on the back. Also a controller, expert schmoozer and name dropper.

I could call him out on a lotta things, I've kept quiet as I was on probation and didn't want to make waves. Now that it's over I may become more vocal but that really isn't my style. Just wanna do my job, need to learn how to cope w/ this, it'll be a long five years if I don't.

For all the silent types, there's me, the one that takes great joy in feeding these people the tastiest cake they've ever had. I'll troll hard to see how absurd it can get.

I've pushed it to the point where people with extremely limited knowledge of what we are talking about give the mark a WTF look.

Stefan (Not Bruce) wrote: In reply to Bobzilla: and this is why people think you're kind of an shiny happy person. Lets just leave personal politics out of this, shall we?

thank you Stefan (Not Bruce), keeps me from always having to be the bad guy ...or for ECM to have to step in

Stefan (Not Bruce) wrote: In reply to Bobzilla: and this is why people think you're kind of an shiny happy person. Lets just leave personal politics out of this, shall we?

It's not "personal politics" when it's flat out lying to the general public on certain topics. I mean, the topic is liars and bull E36 M3ters.... doesn't that automatically apply to all politicians to start with?

Huckleberry wrote: I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah."

Of course, WE had it tough...

Bobzilla wrote:

Stefan (Not Bruce) wrote: In reply to Bobzilla: and this is why people think you're kind of an shiny happy person. Lets just leave personal politics out of this, shall we?

It's not "personal politics" when it's flat out lying to the general public on certain topics. I mean, the topic is liars and bull E36 M3ters.... doesn't that automatically apply to all politicians to start with?

bob, please just back off ... keep the subject to a point, that I know you're smart enough to recognize, where it doesn't have the potential to escalate to an area where we don't need to go

your help in this regard will be greatly appreciated ... thank you

On topic of older women.

"I was 34 when I had my first 50 year old." Before I could finish my sentence...

I was 18 when I had my first 70 year old. berkeleyed the girls on the school bus... and the lady bus driver too. We saw her at the casino recently and she still wants me. My wife stepped in, she could take her. Wife is only 5'4" but she leveled a 300 pound biker before.

and my brain explodes.

To illustrate my earlier post:

"Yeah? When I was 12, I dug up a corpse of a woman who died in 1889 and I berked her skull." If I was called out on it, I'd reply, "Yeah you got me. Your story is more credible."

might hafta try that

oh, not the skull berkeley

In reply to Appleseed:

I'm dying laughing so hard that I'm in danger of getting skull berked