No one wants to serve on the Marriage Police, however, when you’ve been gaslighted silly, the insane idea of velcro-ing voice-activator recorders under cushion seats does occur.
(Or is suggested on those RIC sites. Only 14 D-Days! But I’ve tethered him at last!)
It’s no way to live. If you’re new to this shit, resign the force and move immediately to Trust That They Suck.
Yet, detection is a skill set. So today’s Friday Challenge is tell CN your Inspector Clouseau adventures. Did you actually velcro something to a seat cushion? Run a background check? A psych-ops? Rifle through a wallet while they were sleeping?
My spy tip to anyone currently mindfucked — run a credit check. (This is quasi-legal if you’re married. Not a good idea if you’re single. You’ll have to know some personal ID info.) This will reveal hidden PO boxes, credit cards, debts you’re unaware of. And if you’re reconciling (please don’t), demand this information. If you’re divorcing, demand it as part of discovery.
I met a member of CN once, in Australia, who flew all the way from Oregon to meet me, because apparently I once answered an email from her at 3 a.m. with this tip. She found $250K in a slush fund — and the judge gave it to her in the divorce. So, she spent some of it to come say thank you.
TGIF to all you gumshoes!