Asian Sweetheart 2.0

I have been doing small investigation jobs now and then. Gotta pay the bills ya know. Some readers might remember the story I posted on the old blog about one job I did. I have copied that post below so readers who didn’t see it can get an idea of the jobs I get now and then. After that I have the story of the fake job that was kind of creepy.

If you have read the old story before then you can skip to the new story here. Here’s the old story:

Secret weapon on assignment

A European man contacted me through my dating site and asked if I could help locate his lost lover. He was crazy in love with her and had lost contact. He wanted to come back to Thailand and marry her and he hoped I could put them back in touch. He gave me all the information he had for her and asked what I could do.

She worked at a beer bar in Pattaya and lived in a small flat nearby. Addresses often aren’t much use with all the little Sois twisting around between the buildings in places like Bangkok and Pattaya so he gave me his best description of the alley where the bar and her flat was.

Ladies that work in Pattaya don’t always want to be located. So to find her I expected I might have to pay some bribes. I would also need something of value to give her as a gift from the man. This would encourage her to come forward and identify herself rather than pretend it isn’t really her. My idea was to have a prepaid international phone card worth 300 baht that I would put in a greeting card that asked her to call the man.

The man and I agreed on a price for my mission which included cost of transportation to Pattaya and one night hotel plus some bribe money and the cost of the phone card. So I set out on my sortie, arrived in Pattaya mid-day, and canvased the area around the so-called Hard Rock beer bar. It wasn’t open at that hour but my plan was to try to locate the lady’s flat.

No luck finding the flat based on the description the man gave. But I was definitely in the right area, because while I was snooping around the little alleys I bumped into the lady bar keeper who comes during the day to set things up for opening. I started chatting with her and right away she said she knew the lady I was looking for (people always tell me stuff right off). I showed her the photos the man had sent me of the lady and the bar keeper recognized her and even remembered the European man’s name who had hired me. So I knew I had the right person and place.

The bar keeper said something very interesting, that a farang man had come into the bar one night a couple weeks ago asking about the lady, saying he was trying to find her for his “friend” who happened to have the same name as my customer. The other ladies at the bar said she had left, maybe gone to work somewhere else. I asked the bar keeper if that was true and she said she didn’t know, but suggested I come back that night to talk to some of the lady’s girlfriends who always show up at the bar at night.

So I came back that night and chatted with three or four ladies who were friends of the lady I was looking for. All of them had worked at the bar before. And all of them were married now. But they still lived in Pattaya and went to the same bar every night where they used to work (what is up with that?!). And they all said the lady I was searching for had married a man and moved to England.

I was skeptical at first and I was trying to figure out how to verify this story. A bribe wouldn’t work since they had already given me the full story as they knew it. The part that made it convincing was they each had a little tid bit to add to the lady’s story and all the tid bits fit together. So it seemed like they all really did know her and she really had married and moved away. I had hoped for a phone number in England but nobody knew it. Maybe that would have been a bad idea, calling her on behalf of the European man. I wouldn’t want to wreck her chances with her new relationship.

So, that’s the story. It was pretty fun. I got to pai thio to Pattaya and succeeded in my little investigation job. I wrote up a report along with photos and sent it to my customer. I’m sure he was heart broken, but at least he could know that she wasn’t waiting for him to come back. I think that farang investigator left empty handed.

Ok, so I have been doing small jobs like that once in a while. For some time my friends have warned me to be careful because I might meet not-so-nice people when I go looking for them. I thought about that but it never seemed like there was any danger and if I ever got the feeling there was I would just quit. But what I didn’t think about was somebody making up a fake job just so they could meet me.

I will give only a few details of this recent “job”. It was like a lot of others – try to find a lost lover. I don’t write anything about real jobs these days because my customers ask me not to. They do, after all, read the blog and that is how they came to contact me for the investigation. But in this case it wasn’t a real job so I’m writing about it.

The “job” was to try to contact a lady who worked at a certain entertainment place. It wasn’t in one of the normal tourist areas in Bangkok or in Pattaya. The “customer” suggested I visit the place at a certain day and time because that is when the lady was supposed to be there. So I show up and look around. It’s a small pub style bar. I ask a couple people and nobody has heard of her. Hmm. I get that sometimes when people don’t want to be found, and then I have to dig a little deeper (in my pocket for a bribe sometimes). But then I notice a man is watching me and kind of following me around the bar. Ok, I get that sometimes too, being irresistible and all. After a few minutes he comes up and asks for me by my nickname. Shock. How does he know my name? Oh, he explains he is the guy who contacted me to find the lady at this bar. But it was a mistake, the lady works at another bar, not this one. And he has settled everything with her already – sorry about that – can I buy you drink for your troubles.

Ok, it’s possible, but I didn’t believe it. I said no thanks and I left right away. I didn’t feel like I was in any danger but it did feel kind of creepy, like I had a stalker or something. He will probably read this post and if he does my advice is don’t be sneaky and creepy if you want to meet somebody. I don’t meet people offline. Don’t try to trick me into it.

I think in the future I may not do any more jobs like this. Maybe only investigations that I can do by calling around.

Tags: Bangkok, investigation, stalker

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