Cammy: "So the only valid experience I have is the military, but I'm sure if you hired me, you would be pleased with me."

Mr. Clark: "I'm sorry, but we need more than that."

Cammy: "I understand."

*Cammy left the room disappointed. That was her 3rd rejection. She had been in America for a month and she did not have much money left. She needed a job, but her experience was limited and she had only been a citizen for a week. Not only that, but her age was against her. Being only 24, no private investigation agency wanted her. On her way out, a familiar face greeted her from behind a newspaper in the waiting room.*

Cammy: "YOU AGAIN?!?"

Chun-Li: "What the hell are you doing here?"

Cammy: "Looking for a job!"

Chun-Li: "You're not a detective!!"

Cammy: "I can't think of much else to turn to. Besides, Gimpy, nobody will hire you with that bum leg of yours!"

Chun-Li: (glares at Cammy) "I can still do the tracking and paperwork! Besides, I'll be back in action soon."

Cammy: "Good luck! I'm perfect for this job AND I can walk!! They still turned me down!! You'd better show as much cleavage as you can!"

Chun-Li: "I don't have to count on my looks to get me a job!" (stands up to reveal an extremely short skirt and a see-thru sweater with only her bra underneath)

Cammy: "I hate you."

Chun-Li: (turns around and flips Cammy off over her shoulder) "Have a nice day!"

*Although Chun-Li looked like something from the cover of Seventeen (copyright, all rights reserved, trademark, don't sue me) she still didn't get the job. Although she would never admit it, she had also been turned down several times. As soon as an employer saw her cane, they instantly thought of her as nothing but disabled. She even had the required skills and experience, not to mention she always looked great. She was also running low on cash.*

Chun-Li: "DO I SMELL? DO I HAVE SOMETHING STUCK IN MY TEETH? DO MY NAILS NOT MATCH MY SHOES? WHY WILL NOBODY HIRE ME??"

Mr. Flanders: "Ms. Xiang, It's just.....you're not as.....well......mobile as we need our investigators to be. You have GREAT references and experience, but......"

Chun-Li: (waves her cane in the investigator's face) "It's THIS, isn't it?"

Mr. Flanders: "Sorry."

Chun-Li: "I'LL BE RUNNING THE BOSTON MARATHON IN JUST 2 MONTHS!! IT'S A TEMPORARY INJURY!! I got it in a karate tournament. Did I mention I was trained in martial arts since I was a toddler? That comes in handy. I won an employee of the month award at 'Dunkin Donuts', my spelling is impeccable, AND I can touch my tongue to my nose."

Mr. Flanders: "I need someone NOW, not in 2 months. I'm sorry, but maybe you should try for another position."

Chun-Li: "I have really nice boobs........"

Mr. Flanders: "NEXT!!!!!!"

*Surprise, surprise! The next to walk in was none other than Cammy White. This interview was only a week after the last. Poor Cammy had resorted to faking things on her resume. She had added some crime courses at a community college that she made up. Since the imaginary school was in England, the employers would never bother to check to see if it was legitimate. She was dressed now in a long trench coat and a hat. She felt that she needed to look the part. She knew that her morals were breaking down.*

Chun-Li: "Look, it's Dyke Tracy!"

Cammy: "Shut up!! you look like a bloody Spice Girl!!!"

Chun-Li: "It's better than looking like inspector Gadget!!"

Cammy: (looks to Mr. Flanders) "If you couldn't find her references, you might want to check her cleavage. I'll bet it's wedged between her phone number and an unpaid credit card bill from 1992!"

Mr. Flanders: "Both of you, get out!"

*Chun-Li hobbled past Cammy, who was too shocked to move. She was at the elevator when Cammy caught up*

Cammy: "You ruined it for both of us!!! Do you know the kind of hell I'm going through to get a job? I have to shit bloody nickels to get the time of day from these blokes!"

Chun-Li: "There are plenty more jobs out there. Besides, why are you showing up at MY interviews? I might have had a chance!!"

Cammy: "He'd had it with your cheap tricks, and I know just how he feels. I heard your last few comments and frankly, you're pathetic."

Chun-Li: "Now your outfit......that's pathetic!"

Cammy: "Speaking of, I can't believe you're still wearing those annoying buns in your hair. You can strategically match your eye shadow to he color of the stone on your ring, but you can't get with the latest hair trends? Even I shed my pigtails years ago."

Chun-Li: "You also have the worst case of split ends I've ever seen. Vidal Sassoon would have a stroke if he saw you walking around like that. We have this little thing in America that we call a haircut. You may want to try it before you trip over your ponytail."

Cammy: "Move it, thunder thighs. I'd like to get into the elevator, too. That is....if you would please point your breasts in the other direction, so that I might be able to breathe."

Chun-Li: "I can't believe I'm being insulted by a woman who once thought that painting her legs camouflage style was cool."

*After going home, Chun-Li was looking at an ad in her newspaper for a small business loan agency. Since no private investigation companies would hire her, she thought of making her own. Since she had helped her father manage his dojo, she knew what it was to own a business. plus, her police and college background made her absolutely perfect for creating an effective system for helping clients with whatever investigation they needed. After studying the ad and thinking of her limited life savings for quite a while, she hesitantly dialed the number and set up an appointment to see a loan agent.*