I've had the misfortune of becoming acquainted with a Scumbag Dealer. I am currently working on a job that takes me far away from my home. As with all new locations it becomes hard trying to find a reliable dealer. Working where I am makes it hard for me to find any local weed. First off all the dealers are locals and they can tell who the new guys are. Secondly. They don't trust Caucasian people.
Luckily (or so I thought) I located a local guy who seemed quite reliable. I saw him a total of 3 times and each time he provided me with the local, very expensive version of what they call weed. Not a very high quality for $30/gram.
A few weeks ago, I had just returned to my "work home". I had a very little amount which quickly ran dry. For 5 days I looked for "My Guy". One bright cheery Saturday morning I spy him out and he recognizes me and calls me over. He asks "You lookin' to buy anything"?, to which I reply "Yes". I see him a few minutes later and he says that he has to give the guy the money for the weed, he needs my cash up front. I figure that this guy has been reliable enough, I give him my cash.
I have yet to see his face in a situation where I may be able to recoup my cash or weed. I saw him this past Friday as I made my way home. I passed him while I was in my taxi going to the airport. He is very easy to see. Whatever coat he wears, he also wears a yellow hoody, that you can see for miles. I'll get my money's worth. One way or another.
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