Random stoned communions with strangers.

Wednesday night is 'Student Night' in the city that i live in. And I work in a student bar. So wednesday is one of our busy nights. And I have to work it even though I'm a student too (which means that thursdays are usually shot to shit for me). I usually get home at about 5-6am after starting work at 11pm the previous night.

Me and some friends from the bar always go and have spots (hot knives? I think thats what everywhere-but-new-zealand calls them) after work as a way of relaxing after 7 hours of dealing with drunk, young, virginal fucktards. You know what I mean? The first years who have never been away from Mum's kitchen.

So if one or more of us has any weed, we head over to this one kids flat which is just across the road from the pub and we get fucked. This kid has the best bong in the world, gorgeous, smooth, big hits.

Anyway, this thursday at about 6am, I was floating down the main strip in town, having come from Paul's house and gotten rightly stoned off my face. I drifted into StarMart (kinda like 7/11 - open 24/7 convenience store). I collected what was originally just going to be a drink and then turned into a packet of biscuits, some cashew nuts AND a drink and went to stand in line.

You know that incredibly vacant expression you can have on your face if you're fucked AND tired AND in public but not quite realising it cos you're THAT stoned? Well, I had that x 10. I was standing behind these two guys and one of them looks around at me and does a double take and took a proper look at my face.

And then he grinned at me and went "STONED!!" At which point we both cracked up and he left starmart telling his mate about how "Man that chick was stoned" and I stepped up to the counter and bought my food.

It was an awesome moment where you have a connection with a random stranger... they're in on your 'secret'. It was fucking awesome.

 

I once smoked a bowl with a random old-timer behind a funeral home.

 

I was walking downtown really stoned off my ass one time and this guy who was walking next to me kept looking at me. Eventually when we parted ways and he said rather loudly, "BONG-NG-NG" Jay and Silent Bob style. I lasughed so hard and gave him a stoned high five

 

I was walking through the botanic gardens with my flatmates (we're all stoners) and we walked down a path through a little wooded area...

I got a whif of something that I thought was weed and looked around and saw my flatmate grinning. I was like "Was that...?" and he was like "Yup!" and we grinned. I love it when you can pick other stoners out around you.

 

I ran into a buddy from highschool about 4 years after we graduated (in a totally different city). We were at a grocery store and he was behind me in line.

I could tell he was stoned out of his mind, and so was I. So, I offered to smoke a bowl with him. We get together pretty often to blaze now. It was pretty cool lol.