He was probably mentally ill and I know I should feel sorry for him, but he was so nasty that I was thrilled when he lost his job and had to move back to his home country, which was Turkey.
He would do things like hide in the bushes in a red jacket (!) and take pictures of my guests and me if we were entertaining outside. Hey, the guy had a family: wife and 2 kids.
He would morph! Sometimes he'd appear tall and somewhat attractive. Well-dressed, confident, healthy. Then three months later I'd see him and he'd be puffing away on a cigarette and look a foot shorter and like he gained weight, too. Sometimes he'd appear to have hair and other times he'd look almost bald. Maybe he was dying his scalp? This went on for years and years. I could never tell what he was going to look like.
He had such poor interpersonal communication skills that I could not see how he could hold down any job, let alone be the lawyer for the Turkish consulate.
I'm pretty sure he got fired because before he moved, he wouldn't go out of the house for months. Only one time he appeared, and that was in a sleeveless t-shirt and a pair of jeans. When the move took place, his wife did everything and he did nothing.
When the moving van pulled up, I peered through my fence and then celebrated for an entire week. I did the happy dance right then and there.
Cher
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