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After dinner, almost invariably, the targets would end up at the only motel in the area that charged by the hour. He’d book the room next to theirs for a few hours, so it looked as if we, like most people who visited that particular motel, were getting it on.
In reality, of course, he was actually spying on them. So I’d sit on the bed and watch TV for a couple of hours while he set up a bunch of surveillance equipment, tape recorders, etc. and listened in on the illicit lovers next door.
Then he’d drive me home, hand me $200 in cash, and that was it. So – $200 and a free meal at a nice restaurant for roughly 3 hours of pretending I was a nice, non-creepy guy’s paramour. Unquestionably the most unusual source of extra income I’ve ever personally had, but also the easiest money I’ve ever made in my life.
EDIT: Having had a couple of comments seem to suggest that what I did was morally wrong because it violates people’s privacy, and even compare me to a prostitute (or suggest that I was one), let me address this: you know what’s morally wrong? Cheating on your spouse. If you don’t cheat, you and your illicit lover won’t be tailed by a P.I. and have your “privacy” invaded. If you’re not happy in your marriage, or you want to be with someone else, get a divorce. (I’m not talking about abusive or controlling marriages here, either; someone being abused and controlled is almost certainly not going to even have the option to cheat.) Private investigation is a legitimate business. It’s not illegal. And I was not a prostitute. I was acting. There was literally no physical contact between me and the P.I. aside from me taking his arm in public to keep up appearances. No sex, no kissing, no canoodling, no hugging. Zip, zilch, nada sexual or romantic contact whatsoever. The next person to suggest such a thing is getting reported for BNBR. Thanks.
