If I never told you before my boss has given up caring what the rest of us think and he has decided that he shall have millions of dollars left when he dies, no matter how much fun he has in the interim. By that he means girls, the latest one I was sent to look for and interview. The request was for a brunette escort in Salt Lake City and I was supposed to be sure that he got a girl who did all of the stuff that he wanted her to do. I looked at the web page and understood that there was obviously some room for him to wonder if he was hiring what he expected or if the girl was a stripper who took her clothes off and told you the show was over. At any rate I got in touch with her personally and asked her, but she thought that perhaps I was a police officer.
At any rate she wanted me to see her in public and then she got me to do something that a police officer apparently is not allowed to do. Of course I asked her if I could keep doing that while we talked and she gave me an icy stare. I told her about my boss and that I really did not enjoy doing this sort of thing on his behalf, although I would have been delighted if I had been able to pay off all my student debts and get back to her. She asked me a bunch of questions about where I had gone to school and what my major was. She was really happy when I said computer science and told me I could have a free sample if I was a good tutor in programming in C+. Happily for me I was good enough to impress her.