Cig Int: the new smoking gun

I happened to walk past a building where I used to work recently, and stopped to see who is now using it. It's what you might call an iconic building, but on a homely scale. That's because it's a converted Victorian church. The old name is writ large in the brickwork, but to read the nameplate on the door you've got to get up close. That's how I met the guy on the cigarette break.

He asked me if I needed any help, which is a reasonable query to throw at some nutter who's squinting at your nameplate, and getting all dewy-eyed. And he told me what the company he works for does, and I thanked him, and I went on my way – knowing much more about... Okay, I won't say.

I mentioned this micro-event on Twitter, and my Twitterfriend @reyes responded, wondering if “you could do a London tour of technology just by being at the right cigarette break at the right time?” He went on to say that you could probably blag yourself a free seminar series.

And that's a pretty good idea. The spooks have “sig int” - signals intelligence. We could have “cig int”.

I'll stress that the guy outside the church didn't tell me anything confidential, or express any opinions about anything – he simply told me what I could have found out from the company's website. But it's possible that if you were less scrupulous than me (or do I mean smarter?), and you were targeting someone less alert and less honourable, you might be able to find out something interesting about the operations, prospects or mood of your target organisation. I know that if I were a recruitment consultant, and that if anyone was recruiting anyone for anything, I'd be learning to smoke (I'm sure there are courses) and getting myself out there.

I also think that marketers could probably learn plenty by sidling up to smokers on their breaks. I mean, you know where they work – more or less, because they may have been told to stand a little way off from the office. Now you can subtly also ask them where they do their grocery shopping, or who they would vote for tomorrow, or whether their boss is looking stressed.

Legend has it that long, long, ago, when smoking was compulsory, agents of the tobacco companies used to steal butts from the ashtrays in selected bars so that they could see what brands were being smoked in which types of establishment. They ran a sideline in reporting on the most popular shades of lipstick, as revealed by the butts, to the cosmetics companies.

Now that only the most committed people continue to smoke, and they're forced to indulge their habit in the street, they represent potential points of intelligence vulnerability for the organisations that employ them. It's no longer what they leave behind that's of interest: it's the fact that they exist at all, and might be up for a chat.