Out of a job, you agree to wear a lizard costume on a street corner to advertise for a company. You realise you have no idea what the company sells.

“Mate! You look ridiculous. Whadaya doin?”

“It’s a job” you reply for the third time in half an hour, to your fifth heckler of the morning.

“But why a lizard?” “Why not?” you reply – it’s the best you can come up with. You have NO idea why!?

You know how long you have to remain there. You know the target is 200 flyers distributed. You know you’ll get $75 for the five hours. You just don’t know what it is all about.

The flyer promises 30% off and total discretion. Are lizards something one should be circumspect when discussing?? You should have asked better questions.

The wind whips the tail around behind you in some kind of frenzied, lizardly way…”Oh Lizzie…” calls a voice. You look up to see your ex boss cross the street to stand bang in front of you. Great, just great. Someone up there has the most warped sense of humour.