I would make a terrible spy. The minute the government issued me a wristwatch with a laser on it, I'd just run around showing everybody. Or I'd accidentally kill myself with it trying to reset it for Daylight Savings. No, I'd be an awful spy. And since I'm rather pudgy with bad knees, running away if my cover is blown isn't really an option, and, let's face it, neither is fighting. When fight and flight are removed from the list of options, what is one left with? Being a good spy, which, we've already established, isn't gonna happen.
THAT'S why I work in a daycare.
Thank you,
Matt Beers
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