I do not find your questions odd, fear not. In retrospect his case is quite fascinating.
Like I said, our duties rarely overlapped and I mostly met him at staff meetings and occasionally at the coffee lounge. He rarely expressed strong emotions - except frustration, since something was always being done “the wrong way” - and the only time I saw him express anger was when I called him out. He was often smiling, but in a weird way where his lips formed a smile but his eyes weren’t fully in on it.
He was the total opposite of impulsive. If you knew when to look, you could see him calculating the next steps before taking action. But he loved attention - he was in charge of the office christmas party planning and he made himself the central figure of the entire show. If there ever was an epitome of cringe, that was pretty much it. This was an apparent blind spot for him, his corridor charisma did not work at all on stage and his act was just plain bad.
I don’t know about the favours. But he would not help others if it wasn’t his job. This one time our old (one year to retirement) janitor was moving desks to another floor and asked me to help him out, since he had a bad hip and the desks were too big for the elevator. I was young and always happy to help, so we started carrying them up. The creep happened to see us working and walked to me and said “Don’t you understand that it is not your job to carry desks? That’s what the janitor is for.” And he said this out loud while the janitor was right there, holding the other end of the desk mid-stairs. I responded “I do understand. I like to help my friends.”
Then he just left and we hauled the desk up. The janitor was pretty much ready to go and punch the creep, but I talked him down.
I do not find your questions odd, fear not. In retrospect his case is quite fascinating.
Like I said, our duties rarely overlapped and I mostly met him at staff meetings and occasionally at the coffee lounge. He rarely expressed strong emotions - except frustration, since something was always being done “the wrong way” - and the only time I saw him express anger was when I called him out. He was often smiling, but in a weird way where his lips formed a smile but his eyes weren’t fully in on it.
He was the total opposite of impulsive. If you knew when to look, you could see him calculating the next steps before taking action. But he loved attention - he was in charge of the office christmas party planning and he made himself the central figure of the entire show. If there ever was an epitome of cringe, that was pretty much it. This was an apparent blind spot for him, his corridor charisma did not work at all on stage and his act was just plain bad.
I don’t know about the favours. But he would not help others if it wasn’t his job. This one time our old (one year to retirement) janitor was moving desks to another floor and asked me to help him out, since he had a bad hip and the desks were too big for the elevator. I was young and always happy to help, so we started carrying them up. The creep happened to see us working and walked to me and said “Don’t you understand that it is not your job to carry desks? That’s what the janitor is for.” And he said this out loud while the janitor was right there, holding the other end of the desk mid-stairs. I responded “I do understand. I like to help my friends.”
Then he just left and we hauled the desk up. The janitor was pretty much ready to go and punch the creep, but I talked him down.
I’m certain he’s a dv abuser, he shows classic warning signs. I know what you mean when you say about the mask like face that doesn’t go to the eyes.
When you looked into his eyes what could you see?