| Comment | In a similar but far less serious vein, when I was at BT at Atlantic Quay we had a compulsive liar Walter Mitty guy. Been in the SAS, spoke 7 languages, owned his own caribbean island etc. Mostly harmless, but got into trouble for randomly phoning up customers and advising them of non-existent issues that only he (pretending to be a senior manager) had the knowledge and power to fix, and then pretending to sort it for them. He was eventually escorted off by security one day and not seen again.
That is, until about a year later I was getting a flight out of Prestwick and he walked past me in a ground crew vest. |
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