kknight
10-03-2006, 02:01 AM
I'll keep it short for those feeling no pain. :D
After being arrested a few months ago for possession of M.J. 2nd degree, I have been on random, supervised drug tests for a few months.
Today while at work for my father, my feet slipped off the latter about 8 rungs up. I held on and literally slide down the latter, somewhat controlling the slide with my hands and arms while trying to find me feet.
When they couldn't, my feet slipped through the third or forth rung of the latter, where they hit unevenly and landed akwardly. My feet trapped in the latter, I fell backwards to the ground holding my ankle.
Mandatory drug test for workmans comp. time. :confused: While trying not to panic, I call my dad (owner of the company) and he says he is coming to get me. He doesn't know I'm still toking.
I call back, tell him I'm fine and get on the horn. I call my other buddy 40 minutes away. He runs to my house and picks up the Wizzinator, then drives another 30 min. in another direction to me a friend who would piss.
I get my driver to meet my buddy to gran the Wizzinator. I go to work, tell the secretary what's up, call buddy back, he picks me up and we smoke a nice blunt on the way to the hospital. :dance:
So I took the test, barely enough urine and got a nice big splint. My ankle is killing me and swollen beyond beliefe on both sides. So now I have a week off, and a nice ounce to get me through.
Thanks for the long read if you took the time. :thumbsup:
After being arrested a few months ago for possession of M.J. 2nd degree, I have been on random, supervised drug tests for a few months.
Today while at work for my father, my feet slipped off the latter about 8 rungs up. I held on and literally slide down the latter, somewhat controlling the slide with my hands and arms while trying to find me feet.
When they couldn't, my feet slipped through the third or forth rung of the latter, where they hit unevenly and landed akwardly. My feet trapped in the latter, I fell backwards to the ground holding my ankle.
Mandatory drug test for workmans comp. time. :confused: While trying not to panic, I call my dad (owner of the company) and he says he is coming to get me. He doesn't know I'm still toking.
I call back, tell him I'm fine and get on the horn. I call my other buddy 40 minutes away. He runs to my house and picks up the Wizzinator, then drives another 30 min. in another direction to me a friend who would piss.
I get my driver to meet my buddy to gran the Wizzinator. I go to work, tell the secretary what's up, call buddy back, he picks me up and we smoke a nice blunt on the way to the hospital. :dance:
So I took the test, barely enough urine and got a nice big splint. My ankle is killing me and swollen beyond beliefe on both sides. So now I have a week off, and a nice ounce to get me through.
Thanks for the long read if you took the time. :thumbsup: