Mr. Anti-Social

​The first time I ever saw Craig he was sitting alone in the lunchroom on his break staring at the wall and eating a sandwich. I sat down at the main table and opened my lunchbox and the man who sat in the corner with his face turned to the wall didn't even flinch. It was so quiet in the lunchroom that I could hear him swallow his food. A couple of minutes later he finished eating, sighed heavily and said to himself, "Back to the grind." He then got up and left the lunchroom without giving me a look. 

​During work time Craig would talk to nobody and when you would walk by him he would always stare at the ground. But overall he was a very good worker and there was no law that said that he had to socialize with anyone. 

About a week later I was in the back warehouse and he was placing stock on his cart. He cart tipped over and bottles came crashing down to the floor. He snapped and started to cuss and curse and then walked away from the cart. I thought he was going to get a broom and a mop to clean it up, but he never came back. I asked my supervisor what happened to him and he told me that Craig said he was sick and went home. I didn't say anything about the mess that Craig had made. 

The next day my supervisor asked me if I knew about the mess in the back and I played dumb. He then asked Craig, who was standing right beside me, and he said that he didn't know anything about it, and claimed that someone else must gave dumped the cart after he went home sick. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

The strange behavior continued for Craig as one day I walked into the backroom to get some stock and I could hear him arguing with someone but I didn't know who it was. I walked closer towards him and looked from in behind some boxes to see who he was arguing with. Unbelievablely he was arguing with himself. He saw me from the corner of his eye and then then hid in behind some boxes from embarrassment.

From this point I decided to stay away from him. The next day I was called in the managers office and Craig was standing there in tears and before I knew what was happening he came up to my face and started to scream, "I don't know about you man. First you follow me into the lunchroom. Then you knock over my cart in the back. Then you watch me from behind boxes in the backroom. What do you want from me, man. Just leave me alone. You got that man!" 

He then stomped out the managers office and my manager then had a chat with me and said that Craig is a little touched in the head and to stay away from him otherwise he is going to make a complaint against me for harassment. I left the office and went back to the salesfloor and Craig came up to me with tearing red eyes and pointed his finger in my face and said, "I don't know what you want from me man. But you just stay away, you got that. Just stay away."

He then started acting all tough and worked himself up into a fit and attacked me, trying to scratch my face, but I lunged back. He then took a couple wild comical swings at me and missed both times. I then slapped him across the face and he went down like he had been hit by Mike Tyson. He then curled into a little ball and started to cry and yelled, "He hit me! He hit me! I gonna sue you! Somebody call the police! You're gonna pay for this buddy! You don't know who I am! I'm dangerous, very dangerous!"