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People Who Boast
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Have you ever met anyone who boasted about their life – and you subsequently discovered they were trying to pull the wool over your eyes? We met a couple on holiday once…. she was ‘in fashion’ she told us loftily - and he was ‘in furniture’. It turned out she worked in a dress shop and he drove a removals van. Oops! :o)
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I grew up on the south coast of England and knew of a man who left his house each day in his pinstriped trousers, dark jacket etc, complete with briefcase, brolly and bowler. He walked to the railway station, ostensibly to catch the train to London. He was eventually recognised and his secret was out. At the station he had changed into his bus drivers uniform and drove excursion coaches for a living. In the evening he reversed the procedure. Perhaps he didn't boast but was certainly a snob.
I actually think that's really sad, he must've felt awful and ashamed that he did a pseudo manual job, which is absolutely nothing to be ashamed of at all. Perhaps he had aspirations to do something else though and for whatever reason that hadn't transpired and so his hopes were crushed, in which case I don't think that's snobby or bragging more of a coping mechanism poor man :(
I've talked to guy with a building firm who was a labourer, a guy that boasted a Plant Hire business, he rented out his mini digger, a landscape gardener who cut old ladies lawns and a farmer that had half and acre and a couple of sheep. The exaggeration is not as irksome as the boastfulness itself.
Often there's no boasting as such - it's just driven by feelings of insecurity or inadequacy. I feel a bit sorry for people like that to be honest. Your holiday friends may have been trying to appear on a par with some level they perceived you to be at, rather than simply bragging.
If someone's only topic of conversation is themselves though, that'd be someone I'd be avoiding whenever possible.
If someone's only topic of conversation is themselves though, that'd be someone I'd be avoiding whenever possible.
1953 aged 18, the year that I went to Uni, my mate and i went to Butlins Skegness.
First night, i met this looker from Wolverhampton who was resistant to my advances.
I told her that i was a fighter pilot flying Gloster Meteors from R.A F Coningsby and each one of my mates had a photograph of their girl friend or wife, in the cockpit, but i had no such picture.
She fell for it hook line and sinker and suggested that at the end of the evening we should go back to her chalet and she would "sort me out". The last night was tearful but "rewarding" and i promised to keep in contact....never did...
It worked like a dream and I still had that photograph until a few years ago LOL...LOL
First night, i met this looker from Wolverhampton who was resistant to my advances.
I told her that i was a fighter pilot flying Gloster Meteors from R.A F Coningsby and each one of my mates had a photograph of their girl friend or wife, in the cockpit, but i had no such picture.
She fell for it hook line and sinker and suggested that at the end of the evening we should go back to her chalet and she would "sort me out". The last night was tearful but "rewarding" and i promised to keep in contact....never did...
It worked like a dream and I still had that photograph until a few years ago LOL...LOL
