Got the Monday morning blues?
Sick of the same-ol’, same-ol’ at the office, and craving some excitement? Writer
Arianne
Cohen took a drive on the wild side, to see what it would be like to work as
a private
investigator. Check out her evening spent tailing SUV’s and cheating
spouses…
I
crane my neck to see what she's doing. Is she on her cellphone? Redoing her
makeup? Snorting a line? Crying? McKeever keeps one eye on his rearview mirror.
He pulls out the photograph from the husband. It's a poorly focused headshot of
a copper-skinned woman with disheveled reddish hair, bright pink lipstick and a
suit jacket pulled over a low-cut blouse. McKeever studies client photos.
"Sometimes you look at the photo and think, 'I don't think so.' And
sometimes you think, 'Yeah, probably.' You can't always tell, though. As my
mother says, there's a lid for every pot."
Think you’d be a good suburban spy? Check
out the private dick’s working life, here.
