757 is a someone who got beat up a few years back by a smaller yet apparently tougher canuck, so he's still feeling a bit silly about it all. He thinks its me, hence the venom he can't help spewing. He came from a certain airline that went defunct and now he doesn't have his mother here to further his career so he's feeling a bit out of place.
You may run across him in the ops center, he's the one with his legs dangling out of the ass of the nearest management type.