Long time lurker and first time poster, I think as arrse has occupied almost every lunch hour Ive had in the past couple of years its only fair I offer my bones to be picked  ) ill try keep it brief but it has a lot of content. I have got myself into a strange and unwanted situation at work that I thought some of the bolder members of the site might be able to help me with. I work in the super interesting world of maintenance planning and run a small team of help desk operators and a team of planned maintenance engineers who are out and about. The place where I work is a branch type affair with a manager, a contracts dept, a bit of Hr and some sales team above us. I really keep myself to myself, always have done and although I dont come across as rude I just find it difficult sometimes to make small talk which admittedly can be my downfall. The issue I have is that one of the Contracts Managers seems to have it in for me in a big way; he is a fairly loud South African bloke who tends to dominate most conversations and on the whole didnt seem that bad at first. About 6 weeks ago he needed me to re-task a maintenance engineer to assist on a reactive call out at a supply depot in Doncaster so came over to my desk. On my desk is a Royal Signals ruler that I had from a Kape trip I went on years ago, its not there to make a point or to be a big head it is just a ruler I use full stop I dont mention serving and didnt even discuss it at interview as it wasnt relevant to my 10 year work history. Anyway it triggered a conversation with him where I answered his questions like where I had deployed, when ect. Turns out he was in some sort of army intelligence unit in SA in the early 90s then moved over here to get married and gave me the full spec on fighting in the bush and tracking down terrorists ect. Few days later I went to eat in the canteen area and he started a further conversation about the forces but this time in front of a number of people, it started normally until he then started on with the old well it cant have been that hard being a signaller ect ect, I responded in kind and it went a bit tit for tat and I scored a couple of big laughs from a couple of girls and he pulled his face and mooched off. Not thought much about it until last month, Hr asked me to go in and I was handed a form with a request on it for me to produce original copies of my Prince2 and Nebosh qualifications (something that wasnt asked for 10 months ago when I started work there) and to provide the full details of where I carried out the training for both. Produced them last week and thought that was that. It gets stranger though, I am still in contact and socialise often with my former manager, he has told me that the Hr head of where I am now telephoned him to ask how I went from being a Facilities Assistant to Facilities Manager in 2 months. The reason for this is simple, I worked under someone who was having trouble at home, he went on long term sick and I was deemed confident enough to undertake his role with a little bit of supervision, simple really and a nice wage lift for me, nothing suspect just a natural progression for me at the time. All very suspect and more so as its now common knowledge that he is boning the Hr head and they are both married and a ridiculously gay lad in sales has pretty much confirmed that the South African hates my guts and has said that he will get me out and in one instance told someone I had lied on my cv and about my forces background. What to do? I am not a scrapper so wont be jumping on him and I am also not a competent arguer, id rather walk off than rant and rave. My only worry is that a combined push from him and the Hr bird will jettison me to the dole queue and presently with nipper 3 on the way that would be a mucho bad thing.