Calling It

My most favorite job in the world, besides Mother, was the six years I spent teaching people how to scuba dive. How in the world can any job top being able to do back flips underwater and teaching students the finer points of bubble rings? Except for maybe “dolphin trainer” the title of “open water scuba instructor” is pretty sweet.

There are many rules in scuba diving and one of them is You always dive with a buddy and if at any time you or your buddy feel uncomfortable on a dive and want to end said dive and surface, you can, no questions asked. It’s better to surface than risk your life underwater because of some perceived notion that you may be disappointing your dive buddy. There are many sports that teach this same mantra: caving, mountain climbing, kayaking, sky diving, etc.

A profession you probably didn’t think would be on this list is paranormal investigating.

First of all, we don’t go anywhere alone. I don’t care if it’s broad daylight in a public place with which we are familiar, we never investigate alone. We do this because we don’t know who are clients are, we are typically unfamiliar with the area, and we investigate at night. You never know when a stumble down a flight of stairs may lead to a broken bone.

By this same token, any one of us can “call” an investigation at any time, for any reason, no questions asked. Such a thing happened to me three years ago and my team supported me 100 percent.

We were investigating the home of a smoker. Honestly, that doesn’t bother me, because we investigate many homes where the clients smoke. What was bad about this is that the client had lived in this home for 20 years and had smoked in the home for all 20 of those years. On top of that, I was getting over a pretty nasty case of bronchitis and had been coughing for close to a month.

Two hours into this investigation, I felt like I couldn’t breathe and that at any moment I would pass out. I looked at my two fellow investigators and said, “I’m done.” They turned off their recorders, started packing up the gear, and didn’t even ask why. It was that simple. On the way home, I explained what had happened and they agreed that leaving early was the best decision we could have made.

Regardless of the reasons or the circumstances, be it because a client makes us nervous, or one of us feels ill or is injured, or hey, it’s just a bad night, we will “call it,” end that investigation, and go home immediately. Because our individual safety is paramount and placed ahead of finding answers for our client.

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About Heather Scarbro Dobson

I wish I was Wonder Woman, but I'm actually a wife, mother of three, author, paranormal investigator, and a stay-at-home astronaut. When I'm not terrorizing the Bible Belt PTA with my purple hair and "Hail Satan" shirt, you can find me at home, binge-watching "Charlie's Angels."
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