Washington DC: The View from the Stakeout and the Closing Table

Field Note from a Behavioral Detective

I’ve seen it. I’ve seen it all. More than I wanted, anyway.

Whether it be from the front seat of my black ’87 Ford Escort in DC as I photograph a woman stepping out on her husband and kids and into the world of forbidden fruit or from across the closing table in KC as a buyer realizes they just left $3,100 on the table because they, and their agent, didn’t understand the rules.

Money. Sex. Jealousy. Pride.

I’ve traced it. Photographed it. Documented it. Reported it.

Legal drama. True crime. Odd as well as predictable human behavior.

I’ve been in it in cold court rooms. Stood in it in the humidity of Washington, DC. Witnessed it in the dark of night.

The Process Server Chronicles is this soon-to-be sixty-one-year-old man’s debriefing of the front lines of working with people.

Some people take office jobs down long hallways doing detail work, then peer through their computer at the lives lived by others.

These chronicles aren’t about judgement; not my job.

Nor are they here to solve your problems or teach you anything. Just documented observations and my escape from being pulled under.

These are my stories.

Consider this your notice.

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Comment, share and ask. Dig into old case files and search for material that wasn’t distributed en masse. Don’t just wait for things to come to you. Yes, that happens. But get in, dig around, ask around, talk.

That’s where things break open.

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Not legal advice / not professional guidance / do not imitate tactics
Fictionalized/composite/altered details + no identification intended

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