"Capt. JG" wrote in message
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Invite them to lunch! I was at a party a few of years ago, mingling,
trolling, whatever. There was a really hot babe that I observed wasn't
getting much attention. This is odd, he thinks... so over I go. She seems
very nice, seems glad that someone is talking to her... and not that I'm a
stranger to foxy women, I will admit to not being the most dashing ...
dogs don't regularly bark and strong men don't weep either, however.
Anyway, we're having a nice conversation, when finally the subject of jobs
comes up. Turns out, she's an IRS auditor. Of course, I was edging away at
this point... my name? Umm... trying to make something up that didn't
sound dorky... then she added that she was involved in Fortune 500
audits... not small businesses or individs. We continued to have a great
time (never dated in earnest) that evening. At one point, someone came up
to me and asked me if I *knew* who I was talking with... yeah, so, she's
hot!, and I mentioned your name I said. g

That's my standard line when chatting with any government official,
especially FBI, BATF, or IRS. I generally become obnoxious, denigrating
government service, and finish with a few well-chosen epithets regarding the
individual's parentage. Then I tell them, " . . . and you can take that to
the bank, or my name isn't Jon Ganz."

Max