My Application for the CIA
By Stephen Garland
At my new job as a Secret Shopper I find myself making new back stories every time I go in. I call from a different city and pretend to have lived their my entire life (or to have moved there, if the person spots my “accent”). In essence, the entire conversation I have with the person I’m shopping is a lie. Other secret shoppers at least by things or get a meal from the people or places their shopping. In my case, I set up appointments that will later be cancelled by another member of the team (who does the scoring of the shop).
Now, I’m not saying I’m a full blown secret agent. Obviously an agent would do his or her own assessing and then follow through with whatever the operation at hand is. However, I still feel like I’m pretty close. I have a main objective with minor objectives I have to achieve along the way. I get praise when I’m especially sneaky or get myself out of sticky situations in a relatively clean manner. Also, I only speak with my boss over the phone. I don’t even know what she looks like. Farrah Fawcett, eat your heart out!This, along with my Russian language skills, should make me a prime candidate for the CIA. Although, I suppose this blog might hinder my chances…All the same, if you never see me post again, wish me luck!
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