My observed (real life) individual:

The technician drawing blood prior to a physical.

Observations:

Blonde, short hair; middle-age; twitchy, rushing around as if she was in a hurry, yet not accomplishing anything quickly; typed very fast but picked up and put down a pencil every few keystrokes--never used the pencil.

My created character

Name: Alice Greenwald

Occupation: EPA Specialist

Age: 47

Description: Mousy brown hair with graying strawberry blonde highlights; average height; slightly overweight, but not obese; dresses in clothes that are on average one size too large because she believes that showing curves is distracting when inspecting fast food restaurants to insure that used fry grease is properly handled and documented before being recycled into bio-diesel fuel.

Family: Divorced

Pet: Canary (Pete); a gift from her ex when she got the job with the EPA

Hobbies/Interests: Finding typos in MSDS (Material Safety Data Sheets); spelunking and cycling with Pete (Pete rides in a handle-bar-mounted canary cage); returning rejected EPA filings folded into origami--favorite origami shape to fold is the American Eagle

Favorite colors: White, canary, pink of triplicate forms

Other: Vegetarian

Interview

Q. What caused you to seek a career with the EPA?

A. I love order. Not the every pencil has to be perfectly in line kind of order, but the kind that recognizes that as a society we get along so much better with each other when everyone knows his role and does his part. So that naturally led me to government work. But what department when there are so many choices and important things to be done? I was riding my bike back from some tree hugger event--Earth Day, Arbor Day-- one of those, I think, and it hit me. Well, the bird shit came down just where I was riding past the land fill; I got a stripe from the top of my forehead to the back of my neck. It was a message, like from God, but from the birds. Take care of this dump or we'll shit all over you. From then on I knew my mission in this world.