A school dropout

The last time you actually attended a formal class of any kind, your age was still in single figures. After breezing your way though educational material aimed at university post-graduates one afternoon, you realized that there is nothing the education system could teach you that you didn't already know, so you simply dropped out of school entirely. Even at that tender age, your supremely athletic six foot eight inch frame towered over your teachers and parents, intimidating them enough to not bother you about it again.

In your spare time, you simply lazed around , ate junk food and played video games all day long. This annoyed your older brother enough to take up bodybuilding to try and change your habits. Unfortunately for him, for every pound of muscle he added from intense physical training, you gained ten while living the most unhealthy lifestyle possible. Whenever he tried to show you what impressive weight he lifted to show you how great exercise is, you would crush his hopes and dreams by casually lifting the same weight in a single hand with zero effort and toss it to one side with an ground-shaking clang.

The day before your eighteenth birthday, you noticed that your brother had also bought some penis growth pills as you could hear him complain about how they weren't working and how he desperately wanted to get one over you in that department, even if out-muscling you is impossible. You were, of course, already aware that no penis to ever exist came anywhere near your own twenty-inch anaconda, but you decided to take one of the pills as a joke anyway. When you woke up the next morning, your cock had doubled in size.

Soon after your eighteenth birthday, you decided to see how many women you could seduce, taking up volunteer work as a guise for your exploits. At your first job, you were handing out leaflets for the local town hall during a special event. However, in between leaflets, you decided to see what was happening behind the scenes. While you weren't authorized to go into the staff only section, your stature was far too imposing for anyone to make a serious complaint about your intrusion.

In the corner of your eye, you saw a months-old accounting error made in a spreadsheet that the council accountant had overlooked and promptly fixed it. All of the pretty female secretaries immediately thanked you and told you that the council would have ended up in millions of dollars worth of debt had you not it not been fixed.

Going into the next room, you find some programmers getting frustrated trying add a secure payment system for the cafeteria to the council's intranet site, so you did them a quick favor and wrote the code and built the security architecture needed to implement the system in exactly one minute and forty eight seconds.

The Council's development team complained about your contribution, saying how they would not be able to trust a system built by a low-life such as yourself, but you knew that your code was flawless and they recognized it was from their experience, but were just reacting this way because their years of education was being invalidated by some random eighteen-year old who is on the council records as not having attended school for ten years.

After those two interventions, the senior staff asked you to leave, but so you did, but not before registering the phones numbers of every secretary in the town hall in your phone.