Undercover Work Has Its Privileges
Undercover Work Has Its Privileges
Imagine for a moment hiding out in a 3'x 5' cardboard box on the cold, hard concrete floor under a conveyor in a dark, isolated loading dock...
Imagine staying there in complete silence for hours (and what seemed like days) waiting for the elusive credit card thief to make his appearance...
Sound like your idea of fun?
No, not mine either, but that's just one of the things I did in my undercover days.
What were the privileges, you ask.
Hmmm...Now let me think.
1. Not getting caught. ;-)
2. Not getting loaded onto the conveyor and sent who knows where.
3. Not getting *shipped out in a big semi to an unknown destination.
I don't know, that* may have been fun, but I'm really glad I didn't have to find out.
I forgot to mention there are no restrooms in a 3' x 5' cardboard box, let alone the trailer of semi. The accommodations are less than desirable.
But I learned a valuable lesson: never hide in a cardboard box trying to catch a thief when you've had 2 1/2 glasses of iced tea for lunch and it hasn't made its way to its unknown destination yet.
Enjoy your day!





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8 comments:
lol i dont think i could hide in a cardboard box for more than a few miniutes and i know id never be abel to hold 2 glases of tea for over 2 hrs dont sound like to much fun to me
So what happened when the thief turned up? And after all that time in the box, could you still move when he did? I have a vision of the thief running off and you staggering after him, trying to coax the blood back into your legs.
I've meant to comment on your blog before now so I'm glad I finally got round to it. What have you been up to while you were away? No cardboard boxes, I hope.
Thank you Nyte and Secret Simon! I appreciate your unique insights :-)
Well, Secret Simon, the thief decided not to show up... so what's a bone~cold, stiff, aching, nearly hypothermic detective to do?
Get up very slowly, regain balance, thaw fingers, toes and legs and hobble off to the nearest public facility....I couldn't have chased him if I'd wanted to.
No, no more cardboard boxes for me. ;-)
Glad you both enjoyed the post!
I can't do it. I will be sweating a lot btw this lesson is good for us to learn
Robin, I can't tell if you were telling a stoty here or relating your undercover PI days!
Boy-O you really like tea (LOL) I think I would last about 5 minutes tops.
Hello from Speedy :-)
can I go on the next undercover spy mission?
OOPS! story :)
Wow you used to be a PI? Very Magnum PI of you.(remember that show? I used to love that show) You must have a lot of interesting stories to tell.
Back when I was an international credit card uber-thief, I always checked the cardboard boxes for undercover ladies...haha!
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