Ghost Hunting. It's sexy, right?
It's about this sexy--15 pounds of Hummer utility vest filled with equipment, even when it's 115 outside and the gig has no air-conditioning.
Sometimes, I wish it were like this -
Me, a utility belt with cool gadgets that actually definitively work to detect a ghost, and some nice pumps....
How about the hours of reviewing audio and video? The clients who are hearing voices speaking to them when they are off their meds? No, wait, I know--the expression on people's faces when you mention your pass time involves searching for the unknown.
I'm okay with all of this. It's not sexy, though I give it an effort to rock the vest with my best buddy, Julie.
It's hot, sticky, freezing, uncomfortable, boring as hell, mind numbing, and upon occasion it produces the very thing that I chase--genuine phenomena. It's freaking worth it, but sure as hell ain't sexy.