9:29 a.m. I don't think my guy lives here. I've been trying every legal and illegal resource I have to track him down, but there's nothing. I even checked the Social Security Administration Death Index to see if he'd died and we just didn't know it. I checked police reports and incarceration databases... I've traced any possible aliases...
I could find out for sure in two minutes with a quick phone call to the residence, but the client in this case has left strict instructions that no phone or physical contact take place.
And I can't try out my nifty Bible pretext because the client just indicated they don't want a neighborhood canvass done, either.
How frustrating.
Any ideas from the blogosphere?
9:42 a.m. Someone called the cops on me again. Yesterday the police did a driveby, but the cop was smart enough to continue on and not blow my cover.
No such luck today.
This time a cruiser and an unmarked car come up and sandwich me before the uniform got out and confronted me. Sigh. I told him that I called yesterday to inform them I was here and he was like, "Oh, yeah. I figured it was something like that. See ya."
Thanks for blowing my cover, copper. Now that the entire neighborhood knows I'm here, I'm sure the rest of my day will be quite uneventful.
13 comments:
Hey Polly!
If your day is uneventful you can blog all day - our posts are very fun to read, or - you can vsit with us you-know-where! (P.I. code talk*snork*)
Polly - how about having a pizza delivered? At least that'll get the door opened. Where's a damn Girl Scout when you need one - someone selling door to door would be ideal. Good luck and blog the results! This is great reading!
I dunno. You think I could pass as a Girl Scout? I kinda like the uniform...
Polly, I think you just kicked up the libido of a number of male bloglits imagining you in a Girl Scout uniform.
heck, I'd open the door for you!
Mmmmmm - Polly Girl Scout...
*aaaarrglllle*
I'd buy a box from you!
I was going to say "I'd buy your box" - but this is a family blog...
Do you kiss your mother with those hands, Higgy? ;-)
[checks around for sly's hidden cameras]
[puts on tinfoil hat]
Stupid cops!
I'll take a case of DoSiDos please, Polly. Yum.
They had a story on the morning news today about a bunch of people on Long Island arrested for ripping of Workmen's Comp for supposedly being "disabled" when a local version of Polly videotaped them exercising, bicycling, etc.
I just pictured you behind the camera, Polly, in your Girl Scout uniform.
I'm envisioning a new crime drama for NBC. Polly, P.I.; in the opening credits, Polly will be skipping down streets of Cicero, and through the Humbolt Park neighborhood in her Girl Scout uniform....
Hey, I'd watch it.
I like the pizza delivery idea...
How did you get started with PI work, anyhow?
I started out as a death investigator down in Florida. Then I became a Special Agent for the DOD doing background investigations for security clearances. (Blah) After that it was back to death investigation again. In the end, private investigating seemed a perfect fit for somebody with my background and short attention span. :-)
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