This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

This morning I was thinking about selling drugs. Yeah, I was just thinking about it, not actually doing it. Its not something I have never done before, but it is probably something I will never do again.
The first time I ever sold pot, I was in grade 9. I remember it like it was yesterday.
Lunch had just started and I had to use the washroom really badly. The bell rang I left class and ran to the washroom, where I saw a friend of mine with a stressed look on his face.
"whats wrong?" I asked.
"I just got called to the office. Will you hold these for me?" he asks as he hands me 5 dime bags(or 1/8 for you Americans) of some nice hydro. Don't get me wrong here, I was smoking tones of pot at this time, just never thought to sell it.
"see if you can get rid of some for me" he said as he washed his hands.

At first I thought to smoke one of them, and give my friend the 10 bucks. But then I thought.
"hey, I can take a little piece out of each bag, and smoke one for free."
This is when the proverbial hamster wheel in my brain started spinning.
"wow, I have been spending my lunch money every day, when it is just as easy to get free pot? Im an idiot" I thought to myself.

I left the washroom with the bags, and headed directly outside to the smoking area(where all the potheads hung out) I moved the bags to a few of my friends, and thought very highly of myself. After accomplishing this, I then rolled the piece of weed I had pinched out, got really stoned and met my friend back in the washroom at the end of lunch.
"you sold it all?" he asked as I handed him $50.
"yep"
"well do you want your pay?" he asked wanting not to give it to me.
"naw dude, its all good you can keep it" I replied.

Thinking back, I should have taken at least 10 bucks, considering the 1/8th only cost him $30, and I paid him $50.

*I made this whole thing up. I think.*

killed softly at 3/30/2005 11:54:00 AM

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