Jolo
09-03-2008, 05:44 AM
I want to share this story that happened a while back. Going through this taught me a really good lesson.
So I hadn't smoked in about a year by this point-I used to do it a lot but decided to quit because I just didn't feel like it was the right thing to do for a while-a friend of mine who is really into smoking now finally talked me into smoking some again. So we set out to buy a dime. I had lost my old phone numbers so I didn't have any connections what so ever anymore, but he apparently knew lots of people. I believed him since he smoked many times a day, and even had other drugs every now and then. So he called up a guy and we set off to his house in my car.
He said he knew where this guy lives but he was lying I guess. It was your typical mid dealer, lives in the ghetto, you know the deal. So he tells him we'll be there in 15 minutes and we start driving. After about 30 minutes of us trying to find it, (this kid had no clue where the guy's house was) we just
decided to ask this kid riding a bike down the road where the guy lived. Turns out it wasn't a kid, but an older black man, about the age of 60.
I was pretty sketched out and didn't want to do this anymore but my friend was pretty persistent, and I didn't have the brains to just say fuck it and leave. Mistake.
The guy claimed it was his cousin (lol) and knew what we were looking for. So he asked if we were looking for green and we said yeah, a dime. He said ok hold on and went in his house. We were pretty happy cause we thought he was going to get a dime and sell it to us and we could just enjoy or smoke. Nope.
Keep in mind, I'm a white kid. I'm pretty smart, can get myself out of bad situations and I can defend myself well, but I was really scared this wasn't going to turn out good.
He comes out and just gets in the car and tells us to drive. Pretty scary to be in the ghetto and have someone jump in your car...actually I was incredibly scared, not going to lie. So I drive and he tells me to turn a couple of times. Finally he tells me to pull in a parking lot for some apartments.
My friend was in the back seat with him and apparently gave him the ten dollars to go buy from someone. I didn't know he did this and I would have certainly stopped him if I knew what was going on...but I was sort of dazed by the whole situation.
So the guy runs off to a house next to the apartments. I pretty much knew he was going to take the money but my dumb friend still had faith in him I guess. I wanted to slap my friend for giving him the money first. I also wanted to slap myself for getting into this situation.
After waiting about fifteen minutes I finally told my friend that we should just be happy we're still alive. Two white boys in the ghetto just doesn't do well. My friend, being a dumb ass, wanted to go find the guy. I tried really hard to talk him out of doing this but he just wouldn't listen to me. Basically I explained to him that we were lucky to be unharmed so far after the shit we got ourselves into and we should just count our losses and get out of there...it's only ten dollars.
He just wouldn't listen to me and decided to go find him. I told him he was a dumb ass but if there was no way for me to stop him, he can go ahead and get himself deeper in shit and go by himself.
He did...
So I'm waiting in my car for five minutes...and he didn't come back. I'm getting pretty scared by this point. I knew I was in a bad situation.
Five minutes later I'm getting really worried. Finally, I see my friend walking back. I was pretty happy to see him and by this point I didn't give half a shit whether or not we got a dime.
But he did get the dime. I don't know if his story is true or not but apparently he walked up to the guy who was sitting in a chair talking and drinking beer with his friends. The guy told him the weed was in the bushes and so my friend looked for a while and didn't find anything. Then after a while of messing with my friend, doing stuff like telling him it was in the bushes, the guy handed him the dime.
It wasn't a good dime at all, it was swag. And even if it was mids, it didn't weigh enough but whatever. I hadn't smoked in a year so it felt decent since I had no tolerance. I was just happy to be alive.
Anyone else have a story like this? I think my actions were completely idiotic and I was lucky to come out of this unharmed. I learned a lot of lessons from this, so I guess it wasn't that bad of an experience.
Any stories you guys want to share?
So I hadn't smoked in about a year by this point-I used to do it a lot but decided to quit because I just didn't feel like it was the right thing to do for a while-a friend of mine who is really into smoking now finally talked me into smoking some again. So we set out to buy a dime. I had lost my old phone numbers so I didn't have any connections what so ever anymore, but he apparently knew lots of people. I believed him since he smoked many times a day, and even had other drugs every now and then. So he called up a guy and we set off to his house in my car.
He said he knew where this guy lives but he was lying I guess. It was your typical mid dealer, lives in the ghetto, you know the deal. So he tells him we'll be there in 15 minutes and we start driving. After about 30 minutes of us trying to find it, (this kid had no clue where the guy's house was) we just
decided to ask this kid riding a bike down the road where the guy lived. Turns out it wasn't a kid, but an older black man, about the age of 60.
I was pretty sketched out and didn't want to do this anymore but my friend was pretty persistent, and I didn't have the brains to just say fuck it and leave. Mistake.
The guy claimed it was his cousin (lol) and knew what we were looking for. So he asked if we were looking for green and we said yeah, a dime. He said ok hold on and went in his house. We were pretty happy cause we thought he was going to get a dime and sell it to us and we could just enjoy or smoke. Nope.
Keep in mind, I'm a white kid. I'm pretty smart, can get myself out of bad situations and I can defend myself well, but I was really scared this wasn't going to turn out good.
He comes out and just gets in the car and tells us to drive. Pretty scary to be in the ghetto and have someone jump in your car...actually I was incredibly scared, not going to lie. So I drive and he tells me to turn a couple of times. Finally he tells me to pull in a parking lot for some apartments.
My friend was in the back seat with him and apparently gave him the ten dollars to go buy from someone. I didn't know he did this and I would have certainly stopped him if I knew what was going on...but I was sort of dazed by the whole situation.
So the guy runs off to a house next to the apartments. I pretty much knew he was going to take the money but my dumb friend still had faith in him I guess. I wanted to slap my friend for giving him the money first. I also wanted to slap myself for getting into this situation.
After waiting about fifteen minutes I finally told my friend that we should just be happy we're still alive. Two white boys in the ghetto just doesn't do well. My friend, being a dumb ass, wanted to go find the guy. I tried really hard to talk him out of doing this but he just wouldn't listen to me. Basically I explained to him that we were lucky to be unharmed so far after the shit we got ourselves into and we should just count our losses and get out of there...it's only ten dollars.
He just wouldn't listen to me and decided to go find him. I told him he was a dumb ass but if there was no way for me to stop him, he can go ahead and get himself deeper in shit and go by himself.
He did...
So I'm waiting in my car for five minutes...and he didn't come back. I'm getting pretty scared by this point. I knew I was in a bad situation.
Five minutes later I'm getting really worried. Finally, I see my friend walking back. I was pretty happy to see him and by this point I didn't give half a shit whether or not we got a dime.
But he did get the dime. I don't know if his story is true or not but apparently he walked up to the guy who was sitting in a chair talking and drinking beer with his friends. The guy told him the weed was in the bushes and so my friend looked for a while and didn't find anything. Then after a while of messing with my friend, doing stuff like telling him it was in the bushes, the guy handed him the dime.
It wasn't a good dime at all, it was swag. And even if it was mids, it didn't weigh enough but whatever. I hadn't smoked in a year so it felt decent since I had no tolerance. I was just happy to be alive.
Anyone else have a story like this? I think my actions were completely idiotic and I was lucky to come out of this unharmed. I learned a lot of lessons from this, so I guess it wasn't that bad of an experience.
Any stories you guys want to share?