Private Investigator

Private Investigator

Postby Mourelo » Wed May 26, 2010 1:33 pm

If I had to solve a problem, like for example, to know what my son does when he goes out with his friends; or to solve an infidelity case; to chase a person; to obtain proves that the theorical "illness" of a worker is false...in those cases, maybe I would employ a private investigator.
Otherwise, I have never had any experineces with them.
If someone offer me a job of helping a private investigator, I will prove it, and, if I like, I will go on.
I would like to do this because I think it could be very amusing, emotioned and varied. On the othe hand, it could be a little dangerous in some cases.
Finally, I've never had strange jobs. When I was a teenager, I worked as a saleswoman in a bar at BARÇA stadium. I also worked as a saleswoman at a parents's pastry job.
Mourelo
 

Re: Private Investigator

Postby ÍNGRID CASAS » Fri May 28, 2010 8:54 am

I’ve never employed a private investigator because I’ve never needed it, so I don’t have any experience with them.
I suppose that there are lots of people interested in employed them. For example, there are parents that contract investigators to take care of their children or some wives or husbands who employed them to spy her /his spouse.
To be honest, I think that this job must be very interesting, since you can spy people and know everything about them. Nevertheless, I can’t understand why people use them, since we have the right of privacy and doing that, we don’t respect it.
I don’t know if I would like to do this job, because I can’t imagine myself spying people. Moreover, I’m sure that I won’t be a good private investigator.
Actually, I don’t have any strange job, I worked as a receptionist in three hotels and then, I started to work in the tourist office. However, I have lots of strange experiences in the front desk. One of them was five years ago, when I worked in a three-star hotel. In the hotel there was a crazy man and I was alone in the reception! Moreover, the man wanted to go to dinner with me and when I told him that I worked till late, he got angry and I was so scared that I called my boyfriend. Finally, my boyfriend spent the afternoon with me in the reception desk and fortunately, the crazy man left the hotel the following day… What a nightmare!
ÍNGRID CASAS
 


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