This reminds me, for some reason, of an encounter my father had with Liddy.

For the first couple years after they retired and moved to Cape Cod, they both got a job at a local florists' for the extra cash and to have something to do. My father had a delivery job with them, and he actually quite enjoyed it -- because, he said, "everyone is happy to see you when you show up."

However, the one and only time he made a delivery was sometime one summer when he was asked to deliver two arrangements to a hotel in Hyannis. One was to another GOP bigwig staying at the hotel -- and the other was to G. Gordon Liddy. He was asked to bring each arrangement to their rooms directly. The other GOP guy was gracious about it -- but Dad said that Liddy gave him a dirty look the entire time that my father was dropping off the flowers (and asking him to sign for them, etc.)

I think Liddy is just fucked up in a really, deeply weird way.