The craziest thing happened the other day. I failed to convince this man of anything and it was taking all my social credit just to even try. What the heck? Time to earn some more charisma. So I go to the lounge to tell some stories and end up in one bar fight after another. This is so not me - I put people to sleep, I don't start riots! I bought a round of drinks and still ended up in sick bay after a fight.
So I leave Nouveau Limoges to go practice somewhere less critical. I get my charisma up, only to fail an IQ test. I can't even disable a camera any more. I try to study up on camera manuals and end up back in sick bay with a migraine. Time to get off this station yet again.
I guess the moral of the story is to not work so hard at your job at the expense of everything else. Take time to catch up on knitting books and telling tall tales.