Whoah… calm down there. They were the hell a member of hotel security that were trained as detectives. I’d imagine much the same thing as having a PI in the permanent staff, but with less photo ops of messy marriages.
Unless the detective was a member of the police force working on his spare time (my work hires cops on the off shift for security), he wouldn’t have any special authority, but could detain a suspect just like any other security member could at any establishment.
I don’t know if or when they fell out of favor since my current budget doesn’t allow for more than a cot at the YMCA.
“I guess one person can make a difference, although most of the time they probably shouldn’t.”
when i was a private investigator, i actually did some undercover at a hotel. it was really internal security work. i only went out a couple of times w/ the p.i. who had a regular gig w/ the chain because he needed to look more like a relaxed guy on the town throwing around $$$.
we sat @ the bar, ate there, same thing next night to watch how the bartender interacted w/ customers. in order to get bigger tips, he was giving away stuff, which they guessed as the bar wasn’t making its projections.
the other p.i. had worked for another chain for a while, going to different locations & acting like the awful asshole customer no one wants to see to test what service was like.
“Hotel Detective” sounds a lot better than “Security Guard”.
I would think that in a different era, hotel detectives might be on the lookout for dangerous crimes like adultery, depending upon what type of crowd the hotel catered to.
The term “hotel detective” is somewhat archaic now. In the old days, they dealt with customer theft, kicked out undesirables, checked that there weren’t more people in the room than paid for (“That table is set for six.” “That’s nothing. My alarm clock is set for eight.”), made sure no on left without paying, and made sure there was no sexual hanky panky going on. Judging by portrayals, they were not particularly well regarded.
“East is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does.” – Marx
I hadn’t realized that they didn’t have house dicks anymore. My latest information on the subject comes straight out of Chandler. Do department stores still have store dicks?
Hotels are an ideal spot for a plethora of criminal activities (prostitution, drug transactions, visiting terrorists, etc.). If a first class hotel ever gets a reputation for being a hotbed of pimps, call girls, drug dealers, mobsters and vice-cops it won’t be ranked first class for long. The hotel detectives job is to keep all this riff-raff out. I’m sure they are still around, but have different titles like director of security.
Anybody else remember the one where Granny is trying to hide Tweety, Sylvester and a bulldog from a hotel detective?
Alright, to get back to the hijack:
They Might Be Giants recorded (She Was A) Hotel Detective on the Miscellaneous T complilation (1991).
“She’s got her ear to the wall, she’s tapping the calls”
and
They Might be Giants recorded She Was A Hotel Detective on the Back to Skull EP (1994).
“She used to be quite a lady. She drove the underworld crazy.”
Clear as mud.
I don’t want to be first in line to see Mrs. Train.
To get back to the OP, another major function of hotel detectives is to provide valuable information to the p.i. who is actually our hero, thus helping advance the plot faster and saving the main man much tedious legwork.
e.g. When Sam Spade wants to find out information about Joel Cairo, it’s evidently more convenient for him to ask his buddy the hotel detective than to have to hang around the hotel and spy the dubious character for a few days.
Nekosoft: (She Was a) Hotel Detective was on They Might Be Giants first, self-titled (eponymous) album of 1986 prior to Miscellaneous T (of 1991).
Just to clear that up.