Saturday, February 20, 2010

the weird guy.

Once in a while, you meet weird people. The only scary part is when they turn out to be very very weird.

I was at my desk when I got a call from one of my superiors to check out someone who had been making a scene at reception. Apparently he wanted to complain to one of us about a dispute between him and his neighbours. Since I was the intern nearest to my supervisor, I got the job.

When I first saw the newsmaker, I had a bad feeling. Something told me there was something funny about this guy. The handshake confirmed it. His hand was cold and clammy for a guy. But a job was a job, so I sat down and listened to him talk.

Immediately, he asked that no matter what I did not quote his real name. After that, when he noticed a group of visitors behind me taking pictures in the lobby, he actually came over to sit beside me, saying that he was afraid of having his picture taken.

I went over to sit on the other side so I could continue the interview, and also because I really did not want to sit beside him. After the whole series of allegations, which included his neighbours assaulting him, police brutality and more, he asked that I did not put his real address in the article. He wanted me to put "somewhere in Singapore".

I told him that people only did that on STOMP. At this point, I was actually perusing his statements. I saw that one of the entries included "wrongful admission to IMH".

Well, I don't know how wrongful it was, but if the police consider you worthy of admission to IMH, there must be something wrong up there. Either that or they were trying to do the Man In Black erase memory thing, but they failed and somehow you remember, hence you were trying to tell me that there's a big conspiracy in the government to erase your memory because you know something they can't afford to let people know.

Yeah right. You think what, movie ah. I told him that everything was done, and he could leave. I then went back to office.

Four hours later, when I knocked off, he was still in the lobby. The only person sitting there.

I was so freaked, I just got the hell out of there as fast as I could.