My husband took on a little side job this past week as a SPY. My brother-in-law runs this training thingy for people so they know what to look for in bad guys. I think that is what it’s about, I could be wrong. I am sure it’s more technical then that.
John was so excited. His first mission, which he chose to except, was to be a tourist taking some pics. He got the pics. Mission Completed!
John’s second mission was to be a plumber (not to hard for him) and act as if he was working AND get some pics. It was a tougher assignment. I just don’t see too many plumbers walking around with cameras on the job. Mission Completed!
Third mission, to have a confrontation with the men. HILARIOUS! My husband is NON-confrontational!!! Mission Failed (it was OK though)!!
The whole time he was out there James Bondin’ it, I received the funniest little messages from my husband. I think he thought it was all so real. Really, he just liked making me laugh.
“Babe, can you look up spy music. I need to know what I should be listening to.”
“Abort, abort, abort. They are heading into a bar.”
“I think I just got spotted. What should I do?!?!”
“I should have brought my gun, it would have made this more real.”
“It looks like we are going to need an Aston Martin.” (I guess it’s the James Bond car)
and my favorite…….drum roll……
“I am gonna need to give you a new name. How about________________?” (If you have seen James Bond movies you could just imagine, that is all I have to say)
I know he had a lot of fun with his new found role as ….
Double O Sexy Spy Guy!!
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Were you named after an octopus?
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