Secret Agent Retirement

It is three hours, 27 minutes and eight seconds to secret agent retirement. It has been a long, hard road and I am glad to be out of here. I will miss nothing about Headquarters since the soundproof office barriers are still non functional and I doubt they will miss me, since I sit on the way to the bathroom and am easily ignored. The world continues to spin in my absence and there is yet another crisis to deal with – some wild fires in California that are testing Schwarzenegger’s acting skills to the max. I suspect The Secret Agency will fair fine without their best undercover spy yet to date.

I no longer have to be in disguise and I no longer have to take the ineptness of government.

On the flip side, I’ve also officially finished medical school, which is a scary thought in and of itself. I will actually have to work for a living now.

As I make my way back west, I reflect on this strange journey. At least I’ve managed to fix those Ruby Red Slippers.

So, for the last time, this is Agent 69, Top Secret Dodo, saying over and out.