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.....