l used to be good mates with a bloke who’s a compulsive liar. l still see him most weeks (when society was normal, all that time ago), but now l just nod distantly at him; at most l’ll pass the time of day, but that’s it.
The bizarre thing about him is that
he’s actually done enough in real life to dine out on a different true anecdote every night for the rest of his life!
Here are some things about him
that l know for a fact and have verified with my own eyes:
- He’s a retired senior officer in the UK armed forces
- His unit was...very much out of the ordinary (is all that l’ll say)
- He held significant posts of authority in said unit
- He has worked closely enough with the SAS to get a Christmas card from them
- He has been arrested by the Russian army, and has a photo to prove it
Since retirement he has:
- Been headhunted by a large Japanese concern to lecture on his speciality in Japan (more than once, as a long-term resident)
- Been employed using his special skills in a reputable group’s search for the Loch Ness monster, and has appeared on UK telly while doing it
- Been employed as an expert witness in serious UK Crown Court cases
- Among other things.
You’d think that was enough, wouldn’t you? But no, he has to tell the most transparent, bullshit whoppers.
Repeatedly. To people who’d know better, like me.
An example? He was once stationed at a well-known UK armed forces base, and asserted to me that staff there had noticed that one large building seemed to be 40 feet longer, when measured from the outside, than from the inside. When a false wall at the end was knocked down, it revealed an intact WW2 German Tiger tank! He and l both have a keen and well-informed interest in such things. Even as he told me this load of old b******s, he must have known that l knew it was a LOB, but he spieled it off nonetheless...
Another? He had a mate in the RAF, who had a Triumph Spitfire with the personalised number plate FLY 1T. Said mate had been killed when he approached an (obstacle) far too fast, and instead of braking/steering, had reflexively “pulled back on the stick” to try and gain altitude. (a)
Cobblers! and (b) How was that established? Do Triumphs have “black boxes” fitted?
For almost two decades l just looked blankly at him as he reeled off whopper after whopper, then one day l just decided, “Enough”, and cut him off.
It’s a damn shame as he’s an intelligent, fun, generous, diverting bloke, but l’d reached my limit.
As another mate of mine used to say about a bullshitter he used to know, “
If you’ve got a black cat, he’s got one that’s blacker.”
maximus otter