i knew it was coming =/ life wouldn't be that nice to me forever....
what am i talking about you ask? 2-3 days ago i gave a friend 40$ to get me an oz (usual price around here) the dude he goes through picks up the money, and after waiting awhile the friends girlfriend called and wanted him to come over, so he said whenever he got it he'd bring it to me... next day i still didn't have it.... another day goes beign told 'it's on the way it's on the way i'll be there in about an hour'
so i finally got ahold of the friend and i told him to call the dealer and get shit straightened out to which he replies "this is between you and him now..... ok?"
i was asleep when he called so i wasn't really thinking and then after i woke up more fully i tried to get back to him and tell him fuck that you're gonna do something about this, but he had already left again (he's hardly ever at his house, he has a cell phone, which is how i usually get intouch with him, but the charger is broken and his battery is dead and he hasn't gotten another charger yet) and i have no way of getting back in touch with him....
i also tried to just bypass the friend all together and deal directly with the guy who actually has the weed and shit but for the past 2-3 days he's been telling me the same thing, i'm coming i'm coming blah blah blah.... now he won't even pick up his phone... today i have been calling the shit outta his cell phone, but before today i hadn't been calling him like every 20 mins.... but after a couple of days wtf does he expect? that i'm just gonna go "hm... ok fuck it he can have the money" ?
of course i'm going to keep fucking calling his ass.... he owes me an oz or 40 fucking dollars.... i'd like to see him just stand there for days after giving someone money and not do nothing about it... he'd be doing the exact same thing i am if not showing up at my door and beating it down.....
so i'm once again dry, and i have no idea when or even if i'll be able to get weed anymore, AT ALL.... the only other place i can go to get it is houston to my brother's house, but i hate going over there....
lesson learned i guess..... the words honesty, integrity, and friend don't really exist... people are honest til they get caught, and friend is just a person waiting in the shadows, waiting for the perfect oppurtunity to stab you in the back to benefit themselves.
