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Liar 1: a local ballet teacher. She has all these photos of herself dancing in front of what's obviously curtains in small auditoriums and tried to tell us those are her pictures from when she danced with the Atlanta Ballet. She also told me that the U of West Georgia had said they'd let her get a doctorate in anything she cared to come up with. Yeah, right--at the time (and maybe still) they awarded no doctorates, much less self-created ones.
Liar 2: a teacher we know. Has frequently told whoppers that are so huge that they're glaringly obvious to anyone. She keeps telling people that she was a professional ballerina and a Rockette. My husband, who grew up with her and knows better, just laughs in her face. Sometimes her lies really affect other people. She got a group of doll collectors to go with her to New York, swearing that she'd gotten permission to tour the Mme. Alexander Doll Factory. They were kicked out. Then she became a realtor...she kept calling us about awful houses. One had algae growing solidly on basement walls and she swore there was no moisture problem. She got us to another house swearing that the yard was flat and seriously, it was so slanted that you could barely stand up in it.
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