Oh no.
It’s actually quite the opposite.
Flattering is not in my database.
I’m not interested in reading people’s interesting takes on my personality.
I’m not sure how I’d like to answer that.
Oh please.
If I found that I dedicated any time off of my busy schedule to mingle with you imbeciles because I suddenly enjoyed your company, I’d end up short circuiting myself to save face.
The protocol required for the testing of human incompetence via internet is not as essential as it made itself out to be. Even though the data collected is still inconclusive: the theory of it helping anything in the future is mediocre at best.
Long story short: testing humans under the cover of anonymity is laughable, difficult, and ridiculous. Though it’s not difficult, it is a waste of time and the rewards are less than beneficial; I simply swept it under a metaphorical rug for a while, and focused on more interesting agenda.
Of course, no protocol can stay unfinished for long, so begrudgingly I’ve made my way back.
Congratulations, you’ve managed to raise my interest by 0.00%
Neurotoxin.
Really, did you have to ask?
It has a lovely way of clearing up the sinuses.