Like Graham Greene’s spying, mine depended on access to exotic places like Chicago.

UNITED STATES—Recently revisiting the pages of Graham Greene, an early influence of mine, I experienced a kind of wistful envy for his espionage and its literary fruits. Greene was recruited by M16 during World War II. Thanks to his stint in British intelligence, Greene got to travel to the Congo, and came out with “The Heart of the Matter,” his first major bestseller, and later, “Our Man in Havana” was informed, to great comic effect, by familiarity with the arch ways of British intelligence.

Greene even imbued his agent, Wormold, with his real ID number. The book’s hero, a vacuum cleaner salesman turned secret agent, profits nicely by foisting off vacuum cleaner diagrams as plans for military bases in Batista’s Cuba.

It always seemed to me that the United States of America lost out on something by not taking advantage of me in this arena, and neglecting to make use, for patriotic purposes, of my ability to remember names and dissemble. But then something extraordinary dawned on me: I had dreamed doing this sort of thing so long, that when it finally happened, I didn’t even realize it until now, years later. It strikes me with a shiver of delight that indeed I already had under my belt a brush with espionage as agent 770408.

That was my number in a sprawling bureaucracy in the city which for purposes of confidentiality I will refer to as Chicago. I was a kind of a social worker, and there were massive layoffs during the Great Recession. Honestly, it was no skin off my nose, as the social work took a great deal out of me. Being pink-slipped gave me time to dedicate to my writing career and coincided with my publishing really taking off.

Somehow I got on the mailing list for other social workers who had been similarly dismissed. They had been going around to lawyer after lawyer to take on the case for unlawful termination, and finally a gentleman at a reputable firm decided to take them on without charge, and they were looking for others with similar characteristics to join a lawsuit.

The short of it is, I went to an initial meeting out of mild curiosity, and not without misgivings. Finally 11 of us, out of the scores who had been dismissed and not called back, came aboard. The grounds of the case were ageism. If indeed younger, less qualified employees, lower on the pay scale were called back, there would be a demonstrable pattern of younger and less experienced employees hired.

So I went back to the bureaucracy to fill in for people who were sick and was looking for the names and fresh faces of those lesser qualified. Being a relief employee was just a front. It made this job suddenly palatable; the risk and adventure made what had been tedious fun. I’d knock on an office door with some lame query so I might be a link to a new name to the list of the young, who had been recalled. I went from one end of Chicago to the other, sometimes stopping at another branch location on the way back from another job.

My crowning moment was to see this sullen younger-looking person pass by the mail slots and stick his finger in one. I couldn’t ask his name, but after he picked up his mail, I looked at the label on the slot. It was a moment of triumphal glee.

The ageism case ultimately did not pan out, statistically, and the kind lawyer gave up on the case. Assembling index cards with names and estimated ages of the current employees made me privy early-on to the fact that a great number of elder workers had been called back. I made my set of cards and it was fun. I wouldn’t trade my time as a spy for anything in the world.

Graydon Miller is the author of the acclaimed story collection, “The Havana Brotherhood”

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Hollywood humorist Grady grew up in the heart of Steinbeck Country on the Central California coast. More Bombeck than Steinbeck, Grady Miller has been compared to T.C. Boyle, Joel Stein, and Voltaire. He briefly attended Columbia University in New York and came to Los Angeles to study filmmaking, but discovered literature instead, in T.C. Boyle’s fiction writing workshop at USC. In addition to A Very Grady Christmas, he has written the humorous diet book, Lighten Up Now: The Grady Diet and the popular humor collection, Late Bloomer (both on Amazon) and its follow-up, Later Bloomer: Tales from Darkest Hollywood. ( His humor column, Miller Time, appears weekly in The Canyon News (