Strangely, the small town I grew up in had several major league scientists living there. I knew 2 physicists and one hydro geologist. All 3 of these gentlemen were brilliant and one of them was recognized by the Nobel committee. They also shared an inability to be perceived as normal.
The one physicist was often seen taking long walks around town while having an intense conversation with himself. The other was well known to be a crank with a fondness for red wine at any time of day, particularly when using a pencil and pad to find black holes. The geologist was merely eccentric and completely useless with routine household tasks, like changing a light bulb.
All true. 3 "geniuses" that walked a fine line.