Neo's Bio:
My name is Neo.
Refer to me as "The One" and except a swift rush of pain in your head.
My blood type is none of your business.
My personal life is none of your business.
My dreams are none of your business.
My friends are none of your business.
There are a lot of things under the "none of your business" category in fact. I'd suggest you deal with it and carry on.
I have lived here for as long as I can remember ... this place is both my work study and my home.
I used to be in charge of various records for some rather "important" people. Meh. Whether people found them important or not they were kept safe, and I spent the majority of my time killing myself through the morning researching things, writing paperwork, and generally being sleep deprived. Yes, let's not acknowledge the extra work your employee's give you, then wonder why they are irritable when you dump more on them. My bed might be lined with pages from various folders, but I assure you they are merely copies made for my own amusement. Screw them, for the moment. I'm unemployed. If they want them back they can come for it.
I never cross work with downtime, and downtime is usually nonexistent. Just because I have taken the liberty to free myself does not mean that I am ever "not busy". If you want someone more idiotic, I'd suggest finding my brother.
I might only be a records keeper to some people, but in reality I serve a more important purpose to others. My knowledge makes me .. handy to many. Survive my ego and you might find someone worth relying on. Or, you might find a quick rush of pain to your body that persists for days. Perhaps months.
I see nothing else important to say here for now ... perhaps I should lay down my pen and hunt for another book to peer over...
My name is Neo.
Refer to me as "The One" and except a swift rush of pain in your head.
My blood type is none of your business.
My personal life is none of your business.
My dreams are none of your business.
My friends are none of your business.
There are a lot of things under the "none of your business" category in fact. I'd suggest you deal with it and carry on.
I have lived here for as long as I can remember ... this place is both my work study and my home.
I used to be in charge of various records for some rather "important" people. Meh. Whether people found them important or not they were kept safe, and I spent the majority of my time killing myself through the morning researching things, writing paperwork, and generally being sleep deprived. Yes, let's not acknowledge the extra work your employee's give you, then wonder why they are irritable when you dump more on them. My bed might be lined with pages from various folders, but I assure you they are merely copies made for my own amusement. Screw them, for the moment. I'm unemployed. If they want them back they can come for it.
I never cross work with downtime, and downtime is usually nonexistent. Just because I have taken the liberty to free myself does not mean that I am ever "not busy". If you want someone more idiotic, I'd suggest finding my brother.
I might only be a records keeper to some people, but in reality I serve a more important purpose to others. My knowledge makes me .. handy to many. Survive my ego and you might find someone worth relying on. Or, you might find a quick rush of pain to your body that persists for days. Perhaps months.
I see nothing else important to say here for now ... perhaps I should lay down my pen and hunt for another book to peer over...
