I think anybody with grandparents, especially grandpas, can agree that they tell many stories. My grandpa is exactly that, but on the other hand, he is sort of a liar as well as he does not remember things right sometimes. While working to move him into an apartment, he started telling me a story of his days as a chef, but every time he got to a part, he would either forget or restart when I was not around. Trying to listen to a story while also moving things like fridges and such still to this day has to be one of the hardest things for me ever. I also did not have the time to listen since I had a basketball game right after that, but I still wanted to show my respect and fake that I was interested.
Very relatable, my great-aunt did the same thing to me. Most of her stories didn't sound very believable.