Moonlighting serenade

It seems I'm only happy when I work two jobs. Any other time is ordinary, nine to five just isn't good enough. For the past couple of weeks I've been wearing several hats at the same time and I feel better than I have in months. When I stood outside the Paradiso last night soaked through to my undies, only to find out 'The Streets' were actually on today, I laughed. Got back on my bike and cycled back home in the rain with a smile on my face, like I'm all doped up. And when earlier today PR people made demands on my Sunday, my time off, I wondered what the hell they were apologising for. Work = good. I put on my 'research' hat and got cracking. I hate being secretive (I always think 'shut up if you can't tell the full story'), but unfortunately for now I'm bound to silence as to the nature of my moonlighting. Suffice to say some of my other hats are labelled 'translater', 'vibe-meister' and 'cheerleader'. All will be revealed. Jawohl, sir.