A colleague from a popular EP Forum describes a recent detail in Haiti that he worked.
“I got to work in a huge trash dump recently and realized that the location was not one that anyone ever advertised as a lure into the profession¦ surrounded by mountains of filth, rotting corpses, pigs (eating the flesh off the corpses) and gun toting bandits.”
So what’s your worst detail?
Protection gig for a murder witness, who also turned out to be suicidal. My partner and I had to find that out the hard way. Thankfully, all ended well.
Escorting three CIA retards and two nationals to a supposed arms cache in Mosul. No arms cache but a lot of digging and manual labor to no avail, then the wheels get blown off and us escorters are the ass holes.
We (being S2 vehicle) were ambushed with a cabinet member as principal(being S1 vehicle). His “ex-greenberet” driver organised back-up in advance. As the S1 was damaged, as well as our S2 – ramming the attack vehicle, we got the situation under control. Only about 7 minutes later did this back-up vehicle arrive – fish and chips on their laps, and the fire-arms locked in their boot. We left them on the scene, and left with principal in their car – stinking like vinegar all the way home….
“Sitting in your car outside the principal resident for twelve hours w/o restroom.”
That’s when piss bottles come in handy.
Recently worked a high end Bat Mizvah in Hollywood where several celebrities were in attendance. Things were fine until one hour after the guests left and one family member assaulted the catering manager over jellybeans
Aaron C. Coleman
Sitting in your car outside the principal resident for twelve hours w/o restroom.