A while back I had worked with a man who was in his late twenties and who had a very unusual and distinctive personality. His name was Reggie Dickout. At first he didn't say much to anyone. All he would do is observe people out of the corner of his eye and when you would turn to look at him he would look away. And whenever he would talk to someone he would never look at them in the eye; he would always look down at the floor. A couple of times I tried to strike up a conversation with him and everytime he ended it quickly, so I gave up on being social with him and kept it simple by merely saying hello.
Then Halloween came and on this particular day he decided to dress up and come out of his shell. His costume was one that was out of the ordinary and it was because of this costume that I knew he had a few screws loose. He was wearing a bra that he had made out of tin foil. He also made a thong-like pair of underwear out of tin foil. Upon closer inspection I realized that almost all of his costume was made out of tin foil. Then on his lunch break he took out a roll of tin foil and made himself a mask to go along with the foil antennas that he wore on his head.
During the shift people started to gossip about him that he was an oddball and a total doorknob. Workers laughed at him and made fun of his costume. Then someone took it too far and tried to rip his foil bra off and wrestling match ensued where Reggie lost most of his foil. He started to freak out and scream, "My foil, my foil, give me back my foil."
In a panic he picked up all of his foil and raced to the washroom where he stayed for over a half an hour. When he came back out his costume was back to being as it was before. I found this to be very curious and this added to his aura of bizarreness.
The next day at work everything seemed to be normal but his personality had changed and for no apparent reason he started to laugh at everything and became very talkative. He seemed like a pretty interesting guy and he talked a lot about science and mathematics and that day after work we decided to go out for something to eat.
At the end of his shift he came upstairs into the staff room and started to take off his work clothes to change into something more casual. I looked away as I found him undressing in the staff room to be unusual but then something flashed in the corner of my eye. I turned and he taken off all of his clothes but inside of seeing skin his whole body was covered in tin foil. Yesterday he had worn it as a Halloween costume but today he was wearing as underwear. I scratched my head and couldn't resist asking.
"Why are you still wearing the tin foil, Halloween is over?"
He turned to me and said, "I always wear it."
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