Performance Review
Mood:  d'oh
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It's great doing what I do, the opportunities to avoid work are incredible, it's almost as good as when I was working for that Underground railway somewhere in London.
Skulking round by the bins as I took my 17th fag break of the day I began to wonder if I really want Mossad to give me a new assignment. While I enjoy breaking and entering, abseiling down buildings, guarding airports in the USA, being able to abuse Arabs, and more than anything, wearing all black outfits, it would mean I'd have to actually make an effort from time to time. Here I can read the papers (gathering intelligence I call it), spend ages in the bog, and smoke away without fear that some marksman somewhere will blow my bloody head off.
So I'm quite glad that the powers that be in Tel Aviv have asked me to continue in my current undercover role for at least another year. I did keep it quiet, but Tel Aviv does like us all to rotate around every now and again so we don't go stale, but according to my latest performance review I am uniquely suited to my current assignment. As Carly Simon once said "Nobody does it better".
So instead of spending hours in cars, pissing into bottles as I do a stake out on yet another Jewish business that opens on a Saturday - Marks and Spencer and Tesco are guilty of this but Mossad's resources are stretched pretty thin - I can burrow further into the realms of the NHS system.

Shalom