"Hello, my name is Jill, age thirty eight. I live in the near center of The Origin, formerly known as The North America, I believe. I completed school at Draft, a high ranking university where I studied the reactions that people gave from certain events. There's a big scientific name for it, but I'll leave out the boring parts. You just have to watch how you talk to me, I may be able to use it to get what I want from you," I laughed a bit, not from nervousness, but from the ridiculousness of these post-vacation introductions. I shot an odd look over to my boss, who stood next to me. "Anyway, I'm not going to be too formal, seeing as this is not my first time working at G. C. S. in fact, I've been working here for five years now."
"That's wonderful, Jill, now, back to work everybody," my boss said as he placed his hand firmly on my shoulder and sat me in my chair. He was a big man, so I saw no point in resisting. As he walked away, I wondered how hard it must have been for h