Incognito

On holiday, as at parties or here, I don’t really want to talk about what I do for a living.
So, when I was asked on the first evening of my recent holiday, I explained that I had been trying to think of an alias, something that would not appeal to people so they wouldn’t want to talk shop.
I thought pest controller might fit the bill.
The conversation diverted and we talked of more interesting things. Then it was time for an early night.
A couple of days later, I was walking beside Our Glorious Leader, as one of our group dubbed him, when he asked me if I had any advice to offer about getting rid of moles.
For a moment I was completely at sea, and then the penny dropped.
Presumably, someone had half overheard my conversation and believed that was my profession.
So if you meet someone just back from holidaying with a ratcatcher in Sicily, you’ll know it was me!
Next time, I’m going to be a debt collector.