The P. I.- a True Story!!
it was the afternoon of
Tuesday, Sept. 26, 1972-
I was a simple college student,
and budding musician....
I was lounging about,
recording thoughts in my journal
1:15 Pm- (imagine, if you will, and can,
the old T.V. show:Dragnet)
my phone rang...
Sgt. Friday wasn't there,
so I picked it up.....
it was an old friend, Bob B.........
"hello!" I said,
"hey Tom, I got a job for you!!!"
"oh, yeah, what??" I queried....
"Private Detective."
it seemed, from his tone, that
this was a perfectly normal
and rational request....
my gaffaw was my choice
over gagging on my soda-
it burst out of my mouth
all over the room.....
(just the facts, ma'am...just the facts!!)
now I knew he was a little strange,
and, believe me, so am I, but....
this was total insanity!!
he told me a woman where he works wanted a P.I.
to locate her child...and she was willing to pay well...
weird? Bob is insane!!!
he told her I was a private detective,
and she would be calling me shortly
to work out the specifics.....
Private Detective!!!!!
Ho, Ho, Ho!!!
Ha, Ha, Ha!!!
weirdest sh__ I'd ever heard of....
good for a laugh though
I had to tell the poor lady
my case load was already
overbooked...and just look
in the yellow pages....
I felt sorry for her, and I'd never
rip anyone off....
and so my career as a detective
was short lived....but not the
laughs it gave me for a long time.....
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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