Continued from yesterday.
For YesBut’s Image posted on the 20th June 2007 Ozlady suggested the caption: -
“Guys – shut up, I’m trying to read this sign . . .’U-N that’s un, D-E-R, that’s der . . .”The photo suggested to me the following story (continued from yesterday):
Things seemed to move so quickly after he submitted his report. He was particularly annoyed that his head of section took credit for the report, and he was never asked to clarify any points. Watching television news each night, he was intrigued to see that while he had been preparing a report on window measuring devices, MI6 had also prepared a report on weapons of mass destruction; he was so glad that he hadn’t been involved with that. It was only after he had been interviewed as part of the investigation into the WMD report fiasco did he realise there might have been a “slight misunderstanding”. When the truth was discovered there was only one possible action - universally followed by all governments - his report was declared a masterpiece and he was given immediate promotion. Never in the history had anyone been given such rapid promotion to Head of Section. His divisional head informed him he was now Head of the Andorra Section. He was taken immediately to meet his staff, she was young but very attractive - she had a schoolgirl’s charm.
He was informed the Section had been created especially for him, the other members of the section would be appointed as soon as he produced an organisational strategic plan. Since taking command, things hadn’t progressed as well as he hoped. He knew Andorra was in South America, but to date he had failed to find it on any map. He could have asked his secretary Jackie for assistance, but they had other things on their mind. In fact he found himself totally infatuated by her.
If he hadn’t been so deeply in thought he might have seen his brother-in-law Mac emerge from the Underground station. If there was one person he didn’t want to meet it was Mac.
Mac, as he always seemed to be since his tour of duty with the Marines in Iraq was seething with rage. He felt humiliated that he was the only member of his squad who had to go out on patrol wearing a Burka. He did not believe the sole purpose was to enable him to blend in with the populace. He thought there must have been another motive, which despite hours of deep consideration, he had failed to identify. The low point of his tour of duty was being “chatted-up” by a group of American GIs who mistakenly identified him as a local beauty - something easily done as he did have deep black watery eyes. Fortunately for him and the GI who slipped his hand under the Burka, he was wearing a pair of thick canvas shorts.
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