do not tell anyone, i am applying for a new job. a career if you will.
I WANT TO FIGHT FOR THE MOTHERLAND!
shut up charles, don't you want this job!
I reallly want it, but have to keep quiet. It is a secret.
okay, okay, i am online. i look around. no there is no one there, wait. did something flick behind the curtains.
(gets out rusty penknife)
no, no, it is okay, just the wind-
What they fuck was that?
sssh, keep the noise down, it was just the floorboards creeking, get back to your application.
Okay, m-i-6 dot gov dot uk and, I'm in!
(hehehe, i'm 007, chicks and far flung holidays here i come with a martini and an cocky joke)
Look. I can play BOND!
i will show you all that travelling round the woorld with a grubby bag was worthwhile (even though i mustn't tell 'anyone' i am a s-p-y).
what do you mean not good enough.