Post by †Angel† on Aug 15, 2008 10:13:05 GMT -8
10:45 pm
Lights and badges flashing. I would be laying on the ground being handcuffed by the police.They would pull out a bag filled with small bags each filled with 1.5 grams of bud. " These are skimpy dimes, how much you got here about five hundred dollars worth ? " The detective would say mocking me as he pulled out my wallet along with my money.
He was tipped off by one of my regulars. I wasn't angry and I did not say a word.. soon I was in the back seat of the cruiser. However I am getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginging...
8:15 pm
It was early in the evening.
I would be taking my regular route threw the city making my drop offs as well as making new customers with a simple hand shake and a exchange of numbers threw cell phones. I would have one stop left then I was free to go back to my apartment to go to bed.
The air was muggy. A little to muggy for California. However it was still nice out. A small breeze would come and go keeping me cooled down as I walked the narrow side walk toward a near by bus stop.
I would be standing in front of a bench where a few strangers would be sitting. Another person would come to the bus stop while brushing by me only to excuse himself. I couldn't help but feel like that someone was looking at me the entire time. However that was normal. I was always paranoid. Especially when I was carrying weight. So I would ignore it and brush it off my shoulder.
Soon a bus would be seen from a distance and everyone would stand pulling out their dollar bills and preparing to board the bus. It would come to a stop and I would be the first one on. Slipping my dollar and a quarter into the machine I would find a comfortable spot in the middle of the bus where I would sit down.
The one thing I always hated about the bus was the smell. Which is why I always had a ride to where I was going but for some reason tonight I was all alone.
9:03 pm
I would get off the bus and head toward this kids Jeff's place.He wanted to buy a good chunk of my profit tonight which was the only reason I went out of my way to go there besides the fact that I could never turn down money. As I got off the bus the same guy who had brushed passed me earlier would be getting off as well.
I would stop walking and turn toward the street while pulling out a pack of cigarettes as the man would walk in the opposite direction from which I had got off the bus.
Lighting up a Marlboro I would wait for traffic to calm down then cross the road only to continue my walk to this kids apartment.
About thirty minutes later I finally reach his door step. He would open the door after I knocked twice and let me come inside.
Inside he had a few of his boys sittin on a near by couch as well as his girlfriend in the living room. All the usual people I normally see hanging around here. " How was the ride? " He would ask. I looked at him with a sigh while walking toward a table only to reply in one short word.. " long " I never liked the fact that my customers had the erge to talk to me. To think we were cool with each other like we saw each other and hung out each other every day.
I looked at him like I did every person trying to get high. Just another customer. After placing about half my bags on his table he would count them. There was thirty five bags all dimes. Seeing how I made good profit I only charged him three hundred and twenty dollars instead of the whole three hundred and fifty. Otherwise he could just go threw a normal dealer who sold real weight. I had to cut him some slack seeing that he wasn't jus looking for a few dimes.
I would take the money and he would offer to smoke me up. I figured fuck it seeing how I had to get a ride on the bus all the way back to my place might as well enjoy the ride. So he rolled up a dutch and me and only him and his girl went out back to smoke. It would go around the circle a good twenty minutes when finally I would say, " Alright man I'm high , jus save that for yall I gotta head home. "
So we would shake hands and I would go threw his house out the front door. And so my walk back to the same bus stop in which I came from would begin. At this point I was not even sure if the bus was still running but it wouldn't hurt to try. If it wasn't I would attempt to call some people to pick me up as long as I had gas money I didn't see the problem.
Crossing the same street going to the same bus stop to my surprise the same guy in which I saw leave the bus with me was at the stop with me once more. Now I knew this was weird. I approached the guy casually and stood next to the pole which had the bus stop sign on it while the guy was talking on the phone.
A few minutes later he would get off his phone and approach me. " Long night huh.. " I would hear him say. Now I didn't even know dude and he was talking to me like he knew me. I just glanced over at him slightly and said " Yeah.." And of course he would continue talking.
" I don't think the bus is even coming bro. " I would now turn completely toward him. " You don't think so.. " I would reply while opening up my phone to attempt to call a ride. As I did so I noticed a couple police cruisers at a near by corner. So now I knew something weird was going on.. though to little to late.. as I began walking away the man grabbed me by the shoulder and the sounds of the cruisers tires screeching against the ground could be heard.
Lights and badges flashing. I would be laying on the ground being handcuffed by the police.They would pull out a bag filled with small bags each filled with 1.5 grams of bud. " These are skimpy dimes, how much you got here about five hundred dollars worth ? " The detective would say mocking me as he pulled out my wallet along with my money.
I should of been more careful.. however there was nothing I could do about the situation I was in. I was smart thought I didn't say a word. I would wait to be brought down to the station and talk to my lawyer. I would not give up my right to be silent like so many people before me have. That is when they have the right to question you. And I been threw this to many times. The only words I needed was.. I need to see my lawyer.
Sitting in the cruiser looking out my window time seemed to come to a stand still and the clocked finaly stoped..
10:45 pm
Lights and badges flashing. I would be laying on the ground being handcuffed by the police.They would pull out a bag filled with small bags each filled with 1.5 grams of bud. " These are skimpy dimes, how much you got here about five hundred dollars worth ? " The detective would say mocking me as he pulled out my wallet along with my money.
He was tipped off by one of my regulars. I wasn't angry and I did not say a word.. soon I was in the back seat of the cruiser. However I am getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginging...
8:15 pm
It was early in the evening.
I would be taking my regular route threw the city making my drop offs as well as making new customers with a simple hand shake and a exchange of numbers threw cell phones. I would have one stop left then I was free to go back to my apartment to go to bed.
The air was muggy. A little to muggy for California. However it was still nice out. A small breeze would come and go keeping me cooled down as I walked the narrow side walk toward a near by bus stop.
I would be standing in front of a bench where a few strangers would be sitting. Another person would come to the bus stop while brushing by me only to excuse himself. I couldn't help but feel like that someone was looking at me the entire time. However that was normal. I was always paranoid. Especially when I was carrying weight. So I would ignore it and brush it off my shoulder.
Soon a bus would be seen from a distance and everyone would stand pulling out their dollar bills and preparing to board the bus. It would come to a stop and I would be the first one on. Slipping my dollar and a quarter into the machine I would find a comfortable spot in the middle of the bus where I would sit down.
The one thing I always hated about the bus was the smell. Which is why I always had a ride to where I was going but for some reason tonight I was all alone.
9:03 pm
I would get off the bus and head toward this kids Jeff's place.He wanted to buy a good chunk of my profit tonight which was the only reason I went out of my way to go there besides the fact that I could never turn down money. As I got off the bus the same guy who had brushed passed me earlier would be getting off as well.
I would stop walking and turn toward the street while pulling out a pack of cigarettes as the man would walk in the opposite direction from which I had got off the bus.
Lighting up a Marlboro I would wait for traffic to calm down then cross the road only to continue my walk to this kids apartment.
About thirty minutes later I finally reach his door step. He would open the door after I knocked twice and let me come inside.
Inside he had a few of his boys sittin on a near by couch as well as his girlfriend in the living room. All the usual people I normally see hanging around here. " How was the ride? " He would ask. I looked at him with a sigh while walking toward a table only to reply in one short word.. " long " I never liked the fact that my customers had the erge to talk to me. To think we were cool with each other like we saw each other and hung out each other every day.
I looked at him like I did every person trying to get high. Just another customer. After placing about half my bags on his table he would count them. There was thirty five bags all dimes. Seeing how I made good profit I only charged him three hundred and twenty dollars instead of the whole three hundred and fifty. Otherwise he could just go threw a normal dealer who sold real weight. I had to cut him some slack seeing that he wasn't jus looking for a few dimes.
I would take the money and he would offer to smoke me up. I figured fuck it seeing how I had to get a ride on the bus all the way back to my place might as well enjoy the ride. So he rolled up a dutch and me and only him and his girl went out back to smoke. It would go around the circle a good twenty minutes when finally I would say, " Alright man I'm high , jus save that for yall I gotta head home. "
So we would shake hands and I would go threw his house out the front door. And so my walk back to the same bus stop in which I came from would begin. At this point I was not even sure if the bus was still running but it wouldn't hurt to try. If it wasn't I would attempt to call some people to pick me up as long as I had gas money I didn't see the problem.
Crossing the same street going to the same bus stop to my surprise the same guy in which I saw leave the bus with me was at the stop with me once more. Now I knew this was weird. I approached the guy casually and stood next to the pole which had the bus stop sign on it while the guy was talking on the phone.
A few minutes later he would get off his phone and approach me. " Long night huh.. " I would hear him say. Now I didn't even know dude and he was talking to me like he knew me. I just glanced over at him slightly and said " Yeah.." And of course he would continue talking.
" I don't think the bus is even coming bro. " I would now turn completely toward him. " You don't think so.. " I would reply while opening up my phone to attempt to call a ride. As I did so I noticed a couple police cruisers at a near by corner. So now I knew something weird was going on.. though to little to late.. as I began walking away the man grabbed me by the shoulder and the sounds of the cruisers tires screeching against the ground could be heard.
Lights and badges flashing. I would be laying on the ground being handcuffed by the police.They would pull out a bag filled with small bags each filled with 1.5 grams of bud. " These are skimpy dimes, how much you got here about five hundred dollars worth ? " The detective would say mocking me as he pulled out my wallet along with my money.
I should of been more careful.. however there was nothing I could do about the situation I was in. I was smart thought I didn't say a word. I would wait to be brought down to the station and talk to my lawyer. I would not give up my right to be silent like so many people before me have. That is when they have the right to question you. And I been threw this to many times. The only words I needed was.. I need to see my lawyer.
Sitting in the cruiser looking out my window time seemed to come to a stand still and the clocked finaly stoped..
10:45 pm