All this started because of an ad for an MI-6 operations officer that appeared in the Economist some time ago.
Dear M,
Dear M,
I read with interest your job posting for an MI6 Operations officer. I was especially intrigued by the challenge you posed of persuading three strangers to see things my way. Coincidentally I frequently use this skill whenever I run out of money in a bar, so I do feel that I am perfectly suited for this position.
This is actually my second letter to you. Since I received no response from my first correspondence, this time I have not written using invisible ink, and will send it to your PO box address rather than leaving the letter under a rock outside waterloo station and placing a chalk mark on the wall above it.
As additional job qualifications I offer the following.
I have seen all of the James Bond movies (with the obvious exception of the Roger Moor offerings) and have found that I can figure out who the bad guy is very quickly.
I have my own Tuxedo, although I hope and expect that one will be issued to me because mine was quite expensive and I would take no joy from seeing it damaged by fire, bullet holes or shark bites
I also have my own gun, but would of course need the Aston-Martin with the revolving number plates and ejector seat.
I currently reside in the United States, but still have a strong English accent so you would not have to spend time teaching me the language, thereby saving money on my training costs.
I am hoping that you hire me for this position because quite frankly the only other job posting in this magazine in which I have any interest is the Anti-corruption Manager for a small west African country, but honestly I considered your position to be a good deal less dangerous
Should you find this letter of interest, please see my resume contained at the end of this sentence in the form a microdot.
Regards