Intimacy the British Intelligence way

Monitoring me around the clock, makes them “intelligence” professionals of course acquainted with my routine. It certainly looks inconsequential, but are precisely the little details that make the bread and butter of such bothersome activity as I have learnt over this “joyful” period with the experts.

My little story has to do with one of my habits while not working is to shave once a week , or when the growing beard starts to tickle which is usually no later the the 10th day since I last shaved.

So whenever break one of those routines, they assume I am about to be doing something different, like looking for the police or some other social engagement that obliges me not to look as sloppy as I do normally. That used to be the rule.

This time I shaved only maybe three days into it. I did it, and nothing special happened. I knew they would be curious about it.

So one or two weeks later, when I was staying in a hostel in the South of England, the room mate asked me: “so tell me something, how often do you shave ?”. I laughed and gave an honest response but that was as big a giveaway as someone could possibly get.

As I said in another post, they are chatty. And also they are curious, probably more so than anyone of us.