I worked with a gay man named Paul. He spent all his time trying to convince us he was not gay and then all the fantastic things he did. Like someone mentioned earlier, this guy would have to be 150 years old to do all the things he claimed to do. I don't think he was a "pathological liar" but he sure did make up stories trying to convince us all he was someone and something he was not. It would have been so much better for him and us for him to just be honest.
He claimed to be married to an Hispanic women who died in a car crash while she was pregnant with their first child. He brought her up often and he was so eager to tell each new employee this story. Sometimes his 'wife' would be pregnant with twins. Sometimes she'd have died in a house fire. Finally, someone asked him to bring in a wedding picture. He said he couldn't because when she died her family was so upset they broke into his house and stole the wedding pictures. When asked if no one else in his family had any pictures of him and his "wife" he said they all burned in a fire. He finally brought in a picture of an Hispanic woman in a wedding gown that looked like it had been cut from a magazine. He was not in the picture. One time a co-worker was telling how she got married on a beach in Florida on Valentines day. As she was telling the story he kept saying, "We did, too!" So, he got married on a beach on Valentines day just like he did but he got married in Mexico since "Mary Lou" was Mexican.
Then he would tell us how at his Senior Prom in the 70's he and his date were such good dancers that no one at the Prom danced because they spent the whole evening standing in a circle around him and his date watching them dance.
Then he tells the story of how him and his sister wanted to buy a Volkswagen Beetle and when they called to answer an ad, the car had already been sold. Then when he tried to call the guy back to ask some sort of question, he had dialed the wrong number and reached another man who just happened to be selling a Volkswagen Beetle and they bought that one.
In his day, he worked for just about any medical field you can mention. He was a few years younger than me. I do believe he went through many jobs because he was also OCD and couldn't do more than one thing at a time, counted, alphabetized, etc. and was slower than molasses in January. He was a cyto geneticist and did all kind of amazing research. He also talked to himself all day long to help keep himself on track.
IF you saw this guy, I think my 6 year old granddaughter could whup him. But he loved to tell the story of how he and Mary Lou were walking in downtown Chicago and some guy tried to grab Mary Lou's purse. He chased down the purse snatcher and beat him to a bloody pulp. That was amazing funny as this guy bought the house two doors down from his mother and on the same block as his sister and when he took any meds for any sickness, he had his Dad drive him to work because it said on the bottle "Do not operate any machinery while taking this med until you know how it affects you".
He also told of a story how he was on an airplane and something happened to the pilot. He claims to actually have gotten into the cockpit and helped land the plane.
If you mentioned any country, state, etc, any country at all, he had a cousin who lived there. One time I was telling a story about my Dad, who's family was from what was then Soviet Georgia and I stopped and said, "Let me guess, Paul, you have a cousin who lives there." The whole lunch table stopped and stared at me. His reply......."Well, actually I do....". ROFL I also once asked him how many cousins he had. His simple reply was, "Very many. My parents had big families."
I could go on and on. I'll add more "Paul stories" as I remember them. He finally quit the hospital lab and he left in a huff because he was not well liked and people were always calling him out on his very obvious lies. He now works for another hospital a ways away (since he worked at and either got fired or quit all the ones nearby) and since the Medical Technology field is rather small and we have connections everywhere, it has been told he is honest at his current place of employment, admits to being gay and having a live in. It's so much easier just to be honest.
You know, we would have accepted him much better if he had been honest. I don't give a hoot if he's gay. I don't know why he had to lie. Then he got so tripped up in the over the years he became a target. What made it worse is he could not handle the work load.